Silent Me (Get Out)
Our silences
Nothing damaged us more than our silences
Our fears of saying what we needed, what we wanted
The words could not form in our throats
We couldn’t say anything
I did not say anything
Our unspoken problems
Our insecurities
Our desires
Our pains
I closed the door, you had the key
I didn’t ask for help, I didn’t wanted to be free
A self-imposed punishment
I needed to suffer
But this was also a choice
It makes me wonder, what did you choose?
And I hope that you chose to be happy
And free
Get out of this room
Do not be like me.
Phantasiis 