Voice of the Silent
As a child I lost my voice
I lost the ability to articulate that sound
from fear, confusion or misdirection
I as a child could not speak
I spoke to those I held dear at heart
I told them stories loud and clear
Yet at school my voice couldn't be heard
Too quiet my mother was told
Too silent and absent minded
Yet inside my voice screamed out
I wanted to be heard
Yet year after year I knew not how
Somewhere along the path of life
I like my voice too disappeared
I slipped into that background
Into a place that did yet did not exist.
Who was I? Where was my voice?
© 09/12/2020 Emma J. Willden
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