Speak Up

SILENCE.

That's when I know you exist. My mind is screaming at me to say something, but it hurts to even let the tiniest sound out. Why is this so hard for me? Why do I get so scared to be heard? This is just the voice inside my head, and yet it tries so hard to defeat me most of the time. But shouldn't I be the one in control here? All of the images of the world fed my brain and gave it power without my permission. This voice in my head is the one that tells me I'm not good enough, that  I can't make it through. But the thing is.. I prove it wrong every time. I have finally learned to fight it. This voice inside my head is the one I don't listen to anymore. Instead, I listen to the voice that gives me strength and hope. And that's the voice that tells me to say something and I'll be heard. The only thing that could bring back the voice I've barely defeated you might ask? The dark, lonely, painful sound of..

SILENCE.