No speak
No breathe
More bleak
More seethe
Eyes wide
Mouth closed shut
No tears to be cried
A punch in the gut
Speak no evil
But I see
Hoping for retrieval
Hoping to be set free
My mouth has been sewn
Others did this to me
I should've known
Everyone has ignored my plea
I am silenced and beat
Or so they think
I will not accept defeat
Despite bringing me to the brink
The evil is what I hear
And it is very loud
Trying to strike fear
But that is not allowed
I may be silent
But you will still hear my cry
It will be violent
Now say goodbye
YOU ARE READING
Stale Words
Poetry𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 is an ongoing book and collection of poems and sonnets made by me, inspired by my thoughts, dreams, and personal experiences. As someone who lives with depression and anxiety, a lot of my thoughts are bound to not be very pleas...
