Strange Silence Poem by emi C.X

Strange Silence



Stressed out every day
memories won't fade away
sometimes they creep up
and no help will turn up

worlds within worlds
inside my head
sometimes it's all blood-red
and sometimes I like it that way

this is me tucking myself in
this is my mind starting to spin
pure and powerful
I'm on mute and my mouth keeps moving
speaking to myself
unheard as usual
understood... if only you could.

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