Silence is a tragedy, exploding
inside my heart. It kills
the very life out of me.
Every non-word uttered
is a stab, slowly penetrating
the skin of my soul,
where there was life,
and the used-to-be's.
It is a reassurance
of an unthinkable
existence, where emptiness
is my bread and loneliness,
my reality.
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