Silence Gets Louder
I remain Quiet.
I remain Loud.
No one can hear me when I scream, so I guess silence is preferred.
I would love to stay quiet, But I'd like to be heard.
I need each of my words, to impact like pin tacks
Penetrating pieces of paper, in which my thoughts have been placed.
Thoughts create feelings, turning emotions into actions
Resulting in a life altering event;
that process repeats itself,
As Silence Gets Louder.
Thoughts get crowded
Words lose meaning
Rainbows lose color as Voices stop making noise.
Unaddressed emotions create silence.
Silent thoughts awake to make ruckus, Giving the rainbows color.
Allowing love for one another, where voices come with power.
Everybody lives their lives, as Silence Gets Louder.
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