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  • nestmepoch
  • Aug 15, 2020
  • 1 min read

I'm the kid you saw but never heard 

Bound by the invisible chains of my voice 

I spoke. You saw. I laughed, and you stared.

Not once have you ever listened.


I hear you! Stop screaming

I have yet to believe that I’m dysfunctional

I’ve tuned into a realm you can’t find 

Feeling the texture of surfaces with my mind


I can feel the pain of my family

The distant barrier between us was meant to be defined 

I read right through your synthetic smiles

The common grounds of prophetic minds 


It’s not fair that my words touch the ground before they reach my lips

They crumble in hesitation 

I see them! I swear I do 

I shout, but my voice is an instrument I can’t read  


I’m tired of this daily routine 

The nights I scream in search of relief have become rituals 

Spontaneous outburst for a life I didn’t design 

A voice that has been suffocating in my mind 


I’m the voice you see but never hear. 

Opening hearts with a safety scissor, my only gear

Don’t you dare look away from the boy drowning before you! 

The cries of a boy whose voice has laid its roots here



 
 
 

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