Sound Of Silence

Memory of shame

Feeling useless

And pathetic

Unable to stop

The violence

From continuing.

Shoved aside

Like a broken toy

No one wants to

Play with

Anymore.

Told

To keep silent

About this.

While

The front line

Continuously moves

Shifting terrain

Exposing more

Of myself

To your attacks.

It grows

Like gangrene

Upon my soul

Wanting to excise it

At all costs.

Caring not

If this means

Death.

Not knowing

I've been living

With PTSD

For most my life

Enduring it

In silence.

Author's Note

Written January 4, 2015.

Reviews

[Jerald Infant Jeyarethi..]

The sound of silence has always been loud. I can relate to the first two paragraphs very much. The times when you feel like shouting to the whole universe, yet asked to be silent, making that waves transcend within you echoing through your body and soul:) Personally I like this very much and I'm glad the first song that I've landed on your land is impressive:)

[therisa]

Thank you, Jerald. Am sorry, you had to live, with the feeling of shame, about violence, in your life. It carries a heavy toll, on one's soul.

[Jerald Infant Jeyarethinam]

Yes indeed, but the silence on the outside and the heavy sounds on the inside is a powerful weapon, if used rightfully, one can accomplish anything that he intends to do. Hoping that one day I am able to be part of a change for the better of mankind:) Thank you :)

[therisa]

Your welcome.