Speak Poem by Stephanie Kwan

What was once full of might is now full of fright.
The notation of words that were once so sweet gone are the words that I wish to speak, gone is forever now full of fright.
How much sorrow can one endure how much sadness can one bare.
I pour my heart on paper for I fear to speak, the fear of words that may hurt for the fear of words that are weak.
I drown myself in pity as to not speak.
This solitude is unbearable not able to speak.
I was once vocal not silence is my peak.