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I learned silence like a second language, bit my tongue until it memorized blood. Held everything in so long it started knocking from the inside not politely. My chest is loud, my ears are pounding like alarms, my thoughts are screaming say it, say it, but my mouth stays loyal to the quiet. Words line up at the back of my throat, crowded, desperate, shaking and still nothing comes out. Just heat. Just pressure. Just that awful hum of everything I never said trying to claw its way free. I’m calm on the outside, but inside I’m boiling and I don’t know how much longer silence can pretend it’s not drowning me.
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Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 2:10 AM UTC
The Noise Behind My Teeth
I learned silence like a second language, bit my tongue until it memorized blood. Held everything in so long it started knocking from the inside not politely. My chest is loud, my ears are pounding like alarms, my thoughts are screaming say it, say it, but my mouth stays loyal to the quiet. Words line up at the back of my throat, crowded, desperate, shaking and still nothing comes out. Just heat. Just pressure. Just that awful hum of everything I never said trying to claw its way free. I’m calm on the outside, but inside I’m boiling and I don’t know how much longer silence can pretend it’s not drowning me.
silence
Shroom
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Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 2:10 AM UTC
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