When your heart is broken
You want to tell how much it hurts
And the only ears that matter
Are the ones that cannot hear.
Scream,
if only to make space
for some silence in your heart.
For in that silence you may catch
the faint sound of your breathing.
You're still breathing...
After all these years
After all those falls
After all the countless times you've wanted
someone to hear you
someone dear, dear
and only got deaf ears
You're still breathing.
And though you stand like
A statue from the Rock Garden
Your broken shards are still held together.
Be forgotten,
if only to let go of the fear
of not mattering.
For all the chapters you've been erased from,
You still exist
You still breathe.
