Silent Child

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By No Child Is Innocent Once Born

To you I may seem silent Another moody youth But what goes on inside You cannot know the truth. To me there is no silence Only lack of noise A thousand cymbals beating All inside my mind I sit here in reality Imagination restrained Yet in my twisted wonderland My dreams all go untamed Every breath I take Ricochets inside A thousand echoes rippling, Inside my tortured mind I cannot escape it There's nothing I can do So here I sit a silent child While in my mind I scream

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October 20, 2006 14:49 Kirsty (living in the light)

I know this feeling........... my mind goes crazy and i want to scream no one listens. I guess Im more free now ive told people about wot happened to me but it doesnt make it easier