• I speak
    but my voice, unheard, a mere whisper made from a thousand miles away.
    Unrecognized, i melt into the background, my home.
    I welcome the silence, darkness with open arms.
    With love and affection, i cradle my bucket full of salty tears
    but such is life, every humiliation strengthens and every insult puts a block of confidence on self esteem.
    wounds will heal and tears dry on their own.