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Grey Jun 2020
WE CAN’T BREATHE
WHEN YOU COVER OUR MOUTHS.
6/5/2020
Donate. Vote. Raise awareness. Sign petitions. Protest. Educate yourself and others. Email authorities and those who can make concrete change. Use your voice. Advocate for equal rights. Share ways others can help. Let’s end this madness Now.
Josephine Wilea Apr 2020
You think I can
be silenced
and I almost find
that funny.
Living at home again for 3 months, today.
dailythoughts Apr 2020
Lungs are yapping for air
Even breathing takes effort
This pattern can’t be trusted

Heart is empty from all the over pumping
The color red has turned black
The way to my heart is now dry

Eyes are zooming in the dark
Imaging the impossible
Imaging the comfort of my death bed

Ears are still to the nothingness
Yearning for your voice
Deaf to the words that will save me

Lips are sealed shut from the overthinking
Words want to flow free
Yet the only flow open is betraying me toxicially

Here I am
Still
Pushing my luck
To see another day
Without you

Here I am
Silenced
With a loud mind
Pushing my luck
To see another day
Without you
How anxiety and overthinking feels.
Debbie Ogenyi Feb 2020
THE TRAVELER
                                              
Traveling the dusty path of life
Overwhelmed with so much strife
Knocked down ten times by  fear
Carrying  load  of regret  heavy to bear
Staggering yet  no one to hold
For men around are after gold
How  could they  see her worth
When  She could not see her  worth

Toxic words as  arrows  pierce  right through her
Mockery whispers emanate   from within her
Should she stop traveling?
lay in the sand sorrowing?
For there is strength to move on
No gumption to live on
Suffocated by self depreciation
For she got no validation


She was not  meant to pass by
To breathe a while and die
they gave her no chance  to stay
believing  she didn’t have a say

Today  she is  awake
No more crying by the lake
For its time  she rises above her fears
Far above the drowning ocean of her tears
Today she  steps out
Erasing all doubt

She is not just passing by
She is here for a purpose
Carrying much gold on the inside
Aware that she can no longer hide
More than just a traveler
She has a voice
A voice the world needs to hear
Originally written on
19th  February 2020  to all those who have been silenced by fear, failure or criticism , Its time to Rise ,it is  time to shine,it is time to Live .
Aruna Jan 2020
A thousand sparkles lit up the sky,
All gleemed with excitement so high,
Children, men, women,
Looking upon,
The sky so fierce with fear ,
Pouring down rain of fire,
Ran , cried, screamed
Silenced ,
Silence Remained .
moon man Jan 2020
They are The Quiet Ones
you know who I mean
The Ones who are silenced when they try to speak their minds
The Ones other's lean on because they know the Quiet Ones won't say no
The Ones who are separated from what they love and put into situations they don't want to be in because they fear the possible consequences if they break their silence
a different friend of mine found out I write.....this is the end result of that, but he gave me much more inspiration...
دema flutter Oct 2019
i’ve taught myself
to be silent when
i shouldn’t,
and now i’m not
when i should,

there i go,
obliviously, relentlessly
and uncontrollably making
my voice worthless and worth less.
cleann98 Jul 2019
it can't be
repentance
so long as
she still smiles.
can't forgive what you still regret.. especially if the bitter taste only reminds you of your own mistake.

snippet of white noise, to be posted later.
thank you for reading.
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