My legs shake when I’m alone and my hands tremble with every memory that flutters before my eyes.
But I stand.
It was silence that lead to the dissolution of my world. Thoughts, dreams, fears behind locked doors.
I learnt to hate myself. I learnt to hate every word I couldn’t say clearly enough to make us both understand what was happening in my heart.
How good you felt numbed me to the disgrace I’d become..passions that once burned strongly in me served to only char our already wounded identities.
It’s silence I must learn to hate…
My chest is open now.. my emotions and thoughts as opaque as can be..
I stand.. to be taken as you will.