Unspoken Words: Shadows that Silence the Flame


Standing amidst shards of shattered words

Picking up every single piece just for her heart to be pierced over and over again

Silence more deafening than the screams 

That echoed moments before,

Trying to stitch the relationship every unsaid word tore


She wanted to say more,

She wanted to scream,

To shout

But her voice was held hostage by fear of what might shatter next.


Each moment of silence, loud enough to crack a glass

Each moment of lingering tension, like walking on a tightrope

If the silence breaks,
So does the glass

So does the heart
So does she.


For the silence is not her ally
For these unspoken words lurk around like threats behind those pursed lips
For these unspoken words are heavier than speech
Behind those grinding teeth.


She’s afraid.
So she lets the silence linger,

Like a shadow,
Of the flame that is her.


Unspoken words.
They either break others
Or they break her.

Comments

  1. Tarini SaxenaMay 20, 2025 at 3:18 AM

    OMGGG

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  2. Tarini SaxenaMay 20, 2025 at 3:18 AM

    SOO GOOODDDDD

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  3. KhushiJune 1, 2025 at 7:36 AM

    This is poignant, brave writing. It captures the suffocating fear of emotional expression in a way many will resonate with. It’s empathetically crafted and skillful.

    Preeti Seth

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