Poetry

Be Silent

It all started on March first
Devil’s work was the name he called it
But wasn’t he supposed to be a green eyed monster rather than my father
Pleading and promises were all that ended it
Lies they were for he came over and over again.

Confusion became my name
And guilt my companion
‘Tell someone’ became my mantra
Till I spilled all to mother in tears
‘Be silent,’ she said and I became silent.

Silence in the air I breathed
Silence in the words I couldn’t speak
Silence till I forgot the words to say
Silence till I didn’t know how to speak no more.

Silence became dumbness
Pain a second skin
Stifled screams a norm
Hell my badge.
“Be silent,” they said and I became silent.

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