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Speak Up


 

She walks through the forest of infinite voices but could not hear a sound

Thoughts and imaginations form chaotically with each and every step

Flying from wall to wall making themselves known without finding common ground

The arrows below guide the unknown aspirations of life as they crept

 

Heart racing and blood pumping as she comes closer to the light between the trees

They seem to stare at her with the anxious anticipation of failure

Wanting her to stumble, fall, and sink lower than the bottom of all seas

She trips but doesn’t fall; the hidden rocks of judgment are behind her

 

The lights are up now and the spotlight is bright and ready

Fear boils up, nearly choking her with defeat

She lets out a whimper, but doesn’t let anything taker over she remains steady

She is feeling tired but it will devour her if she sleeps

Her heart is beating faster now, and rain pours heavy

She runs forward and breaks free realizing that all she had to do was Speak

 

 

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