The silence of pain,
Like a wildfire setting my soul ablaze,
Those words you uttered cut me deep.
I tell myself, self-loathing is just a phase,
But the price for social status is way too steep.
I try and end these feelings of anguish,
By reciting affirmations pulled out of thin air.
Though what I hear seems a foreign language,
I ask myself why I even care.
In the end, although the silence seems golden,
My soul screams aloud, inaudible to all.