Silence invades.
Silence screams
louder and louder
until my own thoughts
can no longer be heard.
Silence suffocates sound
stifling imagination
repressing creativity.
Silence keeps and hold secrets
preventing truth from being told.
Silence advocates control.
Silence crushes the will.
Silence the questioning child
until she loses the desire
to learn
to experience
to grow.
Silence kills the soul.
a journal of dissociative identity disorder… and the lives of many who live as one
Everything’s ok NOW, Kitty.
Yes, it is. *smiles*
Well, if I can’t comment there, I will here. I know how many hardships you’ve been through, Kitty. I know how painful it all was for you. How much joy, self-respect, emotion and passion it has taken from you. You know I’m not a great speaker, but I will always be here for you. Whenever you need it.
Sin cera, D.