voice
haven't spoken in four years,
now I am done sitting in the dark corner crying out my tears,
I am done trying to disguise my pain and fears,
I am done listening and believeing everyone and my peers
I will,I willl find the voice GOD gave to me,
speak,talk,babble,whisper,write,but get out whatever it is you need to say,
I am letting my voice pour out and be truly free,
never shall I again hold my voice back it's been far too long that things have been this way,
but never no more shall they stay that way starting today
👁 1💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.