Poems from Venetzia the Silent H
Shrinking in a corner,
pressed into the wall;
do they know I'm present,
am I here at all?
is there a written rule book,
that tells you...
How do you get better
if you never tell anyone
something is wrong?
But if you tell someone,
It will only bring worry.
Don't tell, no one...
I cry when no one's watching.
So they never hear my tears.
I wait 'til they have gone,
'til it's silent.
'til the silence screams...
Be careful.
Sometimes, i feel as if this is all like,
Stained glass-
Pretty to look at and just
As fragile.
I know, I know, but...
What if...
The guilt.
Is crushing me, bearing down
On me so oppresively.
I can't breathe.
It is suffocating me,...