To Live Silently

Day by day, I live alone.

Surrounded by loved ones

who listen to me naught.

I live by the written word

for I know it hears me.

Day by day, I lose more of my mind.

Thoughtlessly wandering

in the depths of my thoughts.

Some that I deeply fear.

Without this release

I stand with myself,

surviving alone.

To live silently is to not live at all

I strive to be heard, though never adored.

I want to be free.

To speak without fear.

My country fears me.

And so do I.