#breakingthesilence - Hello Poetry

Little do you know How I learned to cry without a sound Little do you know How I stopped expecting you around Little do you know I was breaking while you held your ground Little do you know I needed you that time Beneath the strength I wore to make you proud Was a child still screaming, not allowed Some nights I survived things I’ll never speak aloud Little do you know I needed you that time I stayed, I stayed When your whole world crashed in waves I stayed When you were drowning in your pain I stayed Put myself last, again and again But little did you see No one ever stayed for me Little do you know I carried burdens not my own Little do you know I fought those battles all alone Little do you know The cracks ran deeper than they’d shown Little do you know I needed you that time You call it distance, call it pride But where were you when I was barely alive? You ask for peace, for things to slide Like nothing ever fractured my mind I’ll heal, I’ll heal But healing doesn’t mean it’s sealed I’ll heal It doesn’t make the past unreal I’ll heal And I won’t shrink to fit what you feel Little do you know Love isn’t silence when someone’s low Little do you know Forgiveness isn’t pretending it didn’t show Little do you know I was the first to show And the last to receive What I gave so freely So little do you know I don’t hate you — I’ve just grown Little do you know I found my strength alone And I won’t beg to be seen anymore.

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Feb 20

Feb 20, 2026 at 5:58 PM UTC

Freedom, they said, was for all, But it became a privilege— rationed, conditional. Laws were written in the ink of fear, Meant to bind us but never them. Papers dictated our worth, Time slots our movements. For what felt like endless seasons, My world shrank to walls and whispers. A yard became my horizon, A car my only escape. Truth was silenced, Questions outlawed. They called it protection, But it felt like exile. The Constitution became fragile glass, Shattering under the weight of hypocrisy. Freedom was not free; It was a cage lined with lies, Its door held shut by fear. I lost more than days—I lost trust. The land of the free stood still, Its anthem drowned in passive compliance.

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Jan 11, 2025

Jan 11, 2025 at 10:14 PM UTC

SoulPhelan_Unbound

Against My Defiance

Freedom, they said, was for all, But it became a privilege— rationed, conditional. Laws were written in the ink of fear, Meant to bind us but never them. Papers dictated our worth, Time slots our movements. For what felt like endless seasons, My world shrank to walls and whispers. A yard became my horizon, A car my only escape. Truth was silenced, Questions outlawed. They called it protection, But it felt like exile. The Constitution became fragile glass, Shattering under the weight of hypocrisy. Freedom was not free; It was a cage lined with lies, Its door held shut by fear. I lost more than days—I lost trust. The land of the free stood still, Its anthem drowned in passive compliance.

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If we don't forget about gender when enlisting Then its just sexist at the top of the list Looked down upon by the rest Domestic violence on the silence A norm, abnormal only in the proximity of culture and nature Weak is a class of discouragement Here is a voice to help you speak up and against Physiology has less role play while its the psychology which pays the pain With an extra bonus of shame First front page "man got ***** Laughter gets center staged Stigmatic isolation on the front cover Muscular has a tough symbol to it Love is never equivalent to the violence It doesn't trigger anger and root it on you Emotions come into motion for and against but for man is trash Femininity is a community shield and Not a toxic challenge to demonstrate equality Primitive thinking of comparison reasoning cant still constitute True law is a protection bill on all human rights

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Mar 12, 2021

Mar 12, 2021 at 3:10 AM UTC

CON_scious_MAN

A Man's Crime (He Cried!)

If we don't forget about gender when enlisting Then its just sexist at the top of the list Looked down upon by the rest Domestic violence on the silence A norm, abnormal only in the proximity of culture and nature Weak is a class of discouragement Here is a voice to help you speak up and against Physiology has less role play while its the psychology which pays the pain With an extra bonus of shame First front page "man got ***** Laughter gets center staged Stigmatic isolation on the front cover Muscular has a tough symbol to it Love is never equivalent to the violence It doesn't trigger anger and root it on you Emotions come into motion for and against but for man is trash Femininity is a community shield and Not a toxic challenge to demonstrate equality Primitive thinking of comparison reasoning cant still constitute True law is a protection bill on all human rights

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I bit my tongue so hard that it bled, but I never said a single word and there's a heavy weight that's on my neck it rolls lifelessly from the thoughts in my mind. I carry the burden of my aching head, full of thoughts that my mouth has not conquered and I don't have anyone to check to see if my mind is something they could find. My lips stay sealed completely locking my words in my own head, and I think I may have thrown away the key, for my words refuse to escape me.

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Feb 1, 2015

Feb 1, 2015 at 10:37 PM UTC

tatiana

Silence

I bit my tongue so hard that it bled, but I never said a single word and there's a heavy weight that's on my neck it rolls lifelessly from the thoughts in my mind. I carry the burden of my aching head, full of thoughts that my mouth has not conquered and I don't have anyone to check to see if my mind is something they could find. My lips stay sealed completely locking my words in my own head, and I think I may have thrown away the key, for my words refuse to escape me.

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