Do you hear the silent screams?
Buried within the ink?
The covers bound my cries,
but the pages let them go.
Do you see what I'm saying...?

Do you read these as only words?
Do you understand why I write?
Do you know who I am?

Have you seen what I've seen?
Felt what I've felt?
Loved who I've loved?
Are these just words to you...?

Read again.
Look deeper.
*You'll understand.