Thought on emotion and silence can push us to the wall.
“Many of these Venice High students have hidden this part of their lives until now, to escape judgment or pity from teachers and peers. But living that way creates a different type of prison — one without walls. Most of the students who walk into POPS for the very first time feel alone. But they are not.” — Sherry Posnick-Goodwin
I’m in prison
I’m locked in.
And I’m afraid.
I stare at the wall, and all I see is nothing.
I stare to my left…nothing.
I stare to my right…nothing.
Silence is all I hear.
Silence has taken me over.
Silence made me who I am.
Silence is my way of thinking of the past.
Thinking…about the past.
Thinking…about my smile, where it used to shine…like stars.
Thinking about it more and more.
I shatter…in pain…wishing
I wasn’t looking up this pain inside me.
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