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1.1k · Aug 2013
A voice without freedom
Amber Rose Aug 2013
I lay awake motionless
hoping, praying for answers
Answers that should maybe be kept locked away
protecting what is already a broken heart
A broken girl

I have this burning hunger
to discover that key to unlock the truth
I lay with nothing but empty hands
and a head that holds a million questions

A voice without freedom
the one buried inside screams to get out
begging to be heard
I feel trapped
suffocated by the unknown

I remain laying motionless in my bed
a bed of a thousand secrets
Tears fall effortlessly down my cheeks
forever sinking into my pillow of tears
My pillow of fears

— The End —