Your tears speak louder than words, but silence is a thief, slipping into the cracks, threatening to carry you away unseen.

They don't want you to heal silently, alone in the emptiness of your own thoughts,
They want you to heal loudly, let your hurt show, let yourself be vulnerable,
Because they will be there to help pick up the shattered pieces of your heart.

They want you here, not swallowed by the guilt, the regret,
The weight of what could have been, or what wasn't said.
For they see your worth, and nothing you could have done would have changed her mind.

So, scream if you must, let the sound echo through the hollow spaces,
Let your pain take shape and find its voice,
For in its loudness, you will not be alone.

They are here to catch you when the silence tries to pull you under,
To remind you that your healing matters,
That you are more than your grief,
And the noise of your hurt is the anthem of your survival.

In breaking the silence, you reclaim yourself,
Piece by piece, sound by sound,
Until the echoes of your voice
Become the music of your healing.