✍🏾 Brown_Sketchys

The beauty clothed by chaos lie a wounded work of art.
Beautiful but torn, wreaking a havoc in my heart.
Wishing to speak out but shuttered by threats.
Engulfed and blinded by insecurities.

As you succeed in gagging me today,
Someday, you will wish for me to speak out,
There I will choose to hide the hurt and hide my pain.
Hiding the tears falling like rain.
Acting like I'm ok when I'm being crushed into pieces.

Hopefully I wait for someone to see that I wear a muting mask,
And care enough to take it off; is that too much to ask?


✍🏾Omar D'Poet

I'm gagged.
When the emotions of our conscience are killed, conscience becomes less, rebranded as consciencelessness.

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