“i'm a poet, o i have to let it out. it'll pour out of my eyes if they cover my mouth. ”

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life 1 min read 381 views Aug 16, 2019

Silent Trauma

Words dispursing out of my mouth at one hundred miles an hour. Finally, after longing for my fix caused by my silent trauma. Raised in solitude, birthed as if from excremental rubbish.Taken  from one  drama to the next, I stood convinced that I shall remain punished. They call it social anxiety, I'm simply out practice with speech. Every time a thought dropped down to my mouth, a listening ear was out of reach. So I apologise in advance if become overwhelmed with expression. But a lifetime of being lonesome and silent can build up desperate aggression. Silent Trauma

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