All We Had Was Lost

Everything I build shatters like glass

Held a building without foundation and it collapsed

The shell I use to protect my delicate heart

Is made of porcelain but it still breaks apart

It's like being in space without an EMU

Floating through the depth of darkness in the desolate silence

Silence feels like ear-piercing screaming

Goosebumps from the visuals I'm seeing

It's so loud seeing individuals cry in silence

Their mind wails with thoughts that are so violent

"Quiet is violent" is what he once said

As he shaved his head with intent but they still never understood what it meant.

Being judged for trusting and expressing my pain

Constantly being beated with every word that's spat at my face

Being called mentally weak

Influences the withdrawal of emotions and orders "do not speak"

Minimizing experiences until you need glasses

Questioning "Do I matter?"

Placed this mind on a platter

One look and immediately repulsed

Looked at with immaturity and I thought we were adults

A constant stigma against expression

Leading to forced suppression

Look at my face and call me weak

But I know where I stand and I will repeat

I got this far battling my demons

I will not let your toxicity and audacity be something that weakens

My person

And I don't care if everything we had was lost.