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Bullied to Silence
Bullied to silence has been my soul
Crying out my pain
Shivering in the harassment from yesterday,
Frigid it terrorizes my soul,
voices haunt me with their calls
So I dare not show my countenance at all.
Suffocation this solitude
Safe and protective as an embrace
But with darkness so deep I can barely breath
In shame I've been fading
Hiding away
Can't let anyone see me bow down
to physical illness and depression so profound
I can not even shout,
Let the world know I'm about to check out.
So let my silence speak
the volume, depth & breadth of which
has never been seen
pouring out my soul
Silent images dancing across the screen
page painted with
poetic my speech
Summing up (my) existence and eternity
in one word
maybe a few
Drawing them out into lines of words
I've been so (physically) ill
(as of late)
I've become ethereal
surpassing my mortal being
and though my body may be collapsing
in increments,
Like losing grains of sand
through the fingers of my hands
My mind is bursting with all I have to say
A mere breath sends it careening in a different –
All directions can't choose
Speak but a mere tip, trifle, from each one,
these are my swan songs
before I swan dive
trying with all my might to get out
a smattering of what's inside.
So through these silent renderings
I speak
Begging please, please, oh please
value and keep these words I paint
for you all this day,
for I have found,
that I can not take,
passing away
with out making these videos
For the world to see what I have to say.
So until I have the social acceptance and boldness to speak
I'll say my words this way.
And hope that you all read and understand
me well enough
to allow me to stay
alive,
on earth
for just
one
more
day.