Because of the words I said,
people are hurt.
I've ruined a family.
I've ruined a friendship.
Whenever I utter a word,
it only brings chaos and destructions to others.
To people I value most.
"You're really a chatterbox",
they always say.
So I was punished.
The ability to speak,
I have no more.
I've been silenced.
My mouth zipped.
So I won't hurt someone anymore.
All the feelings,
my emotions,
my thoughts,
remain sealed, undelivered, caged.
No matter how and what I feel,
I shouldn't talk,
because again, maybe it'll just destroy them.
I stackep it up.
Tens, hundreds, thousands, millions of thoughts.
Because I became afraid,
if I utter even a single word,
people will dislike me forever.
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Cries at Midnight
Poetry[Highest Rank: #2 in Poems, #1 in Lyric] Collection of Poetries and Prose. I wonder why most people write when they were sad, broken, frustrated, mad, and not when they were at their happiest moment. Then I realized, maybe it's because whenever w...
