Silence is My Armor 6.2004

As I clench my eyes.
Mouth wide open
I tear the skin off my chest.
There’s no pain, just bruises.
A big dent on my heart.
I don’t have the power to hurt

Silence is my armor.
My feet, my balance.
My soul is my power.
My voice; when I’m tired.
I still have patience, but it leaves when I’m tired.
Hope; it doesn’t leave, even when I’m tired.