Silence

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  • Anger

    Silence

    Silence is what kills,
    Makes me reach for the pills.
    Am I not worthy enough
    To hear your private stuff?
    It hurts me so,
    That my anger does grow.

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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    CLMatyskela’s Poems (21)

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    Departure 1
    Morning 0
    Breathe 1
    Invaded by Ants 1
    Askance 1
    2 Friend in Need 0
    Growing Pains 1
    Alone 0
    untitled 0
    Silence 0
    Sanity 0
    Poem to and in the style of Sylvia Plath 1
    Learning the meaning of Why 0
    Addiction 1
    Efshet 0
    Our Bridge 0
    Ode To A Pothole on 22nd Street 2
    Submerged Again 1
    Intimacy 0
    Waiting Room In a Maternity Ward 0