Mute
I speak
But am not heard
I scream
but am not comforted
I laugh
but am silenced
I am mute.
Words come
Press upwards
But get stuck in my throat
Becoming securely lodged
Like pearls nestled in a clam.
This poem is about:
Me
I speak
But am not heard
I scream
but am not comforted
I laugh
but am silenced
I am mute.
Words come
Press upwards
But get stuck in my throat
Becoming securely lodged
Like pearls nestled in a clam.
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