Sick Of Your Silence – Unhinged Poem

They say things strong than words will break my bones,

but bones heal while your words dig deep,

lies be told before my eyes as sinners  are a virtue,

you segregated half my self and purée the rest to feed the horde who wait outsides the doors beyond,

a simple silence,

a reflection of who I used to be,

a man,

a mirage,

a lesson to learn,

a myth,

no fact,

just fiction…

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