I have slayed silence like a knight does a dragon, I stand tall, chest out, it's head hanging from my hand like a trophy of triumphant.
Today I am no victim to silence I see the lights, I hear the trumpets.
SIlence will not kill me silent, I succeed in it and struggle in it too, like this the joy of life can only be abundant.
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Author:
femlord (
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- Comment from author about the poem: From anxiety and depression silence used to be my worst enemy, because it allowed my thoughts to run wild. Until I seen the pros of living life in silence. My struggles and success will be all in silence.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Silence ... the most sacred sound of all! My sentiments exactly, Femlord. Well done.
Thank you!
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