My silence has rendered me dumb
In your eyes, my unending kindness
Gullible to your perception
I should have never told you
I'd be there no matter what
Should have never said
Just how much I cared
When you hurt me
I should have said something
I should have gotten angry
And told you to your face
But instead I kept silent
The abuse kept on...
I knew you were using me
Addicted to your company
I let it happen, far too many times
Now all I have left are inciting memories
the reflections of my regrets
And my anger, because inside I know
You must have been laughing at me
Well I don't hear you laughing now
that I've turned and walked away
The river of my kindness has at last
Ceased to flow, but I have left over
this giant waterfall of piercing silence, for you
words could never express
How much wrath I have
Pent up over the years
Only silence can say it better
The same silence that was my weakness
Has become my strength, and my weapon
But it's not enough, to rid my heart of anger
To do that, I'd have to speak out
Something I've never been able to do
And I still don't know if I can
So I'll hold my silence
For now, though it kills me
It's all I have: silence and rage
I agree with you, rage if not vent out burns our inner self. I liked your poem...Thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your poem expresses your emotional trap; various solutions bump into each other or the timing is off. But you now have your freedom and you can declare it loud and clear in a poem. That's a Big Benefit bcause the poem records this state being free. You can use it like a marker: from this point on I am a woman who freed herself by herself.