Sometimes silence are exhausting
It feels like your inner voice is killing your soul
But in the head you imagine
How loud would you cry and screm
If that voice became reality
You hope that someone will understand that brutality
You won't be able to stop that heaviness to explode
All the pain will came out in form of tears like flood has blown
At the end you will have nothing to tell
I hope that emptiness will be filled with all the love and care.

© a_world_of_her_words

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