Saturday, January 7, 2023

Yet..

 There is pain,

Yet she doesn't feel it.

There is reality,

yet it is far away.

There is silence,

yet she is awake.

There are scars,

yet she does not see them.

There are memories,

yet she can't remember.

There are questions,

yet she finds no answers.

She tries to fit in,

but that is her very sin.

She realizes now,

and this is her vow,

She will never again use her voice,

Never again,

that is her choice.


Sammy

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