Inside I was screaming!
Echoes of the heart
will tear you apart.
The cries of a
broken heart.
The many faces of me.
They are all me.
Some are blue,
And some, even I don't have a clue.
But, despite their miscellaneous hue,
They are all true...
Every frame of our heart
has different picture.
Some are screaming,
some yelling, some singing,
some shouting
But all these voices
create melodious music
which motivates us to
move ahead in life.
So many sides of me
screaming to be heard,
I keep them locked in my chest,
and show a smile instead of
uttering a single word
The roles that I play,
are all my faces of clay,
they all hide different types of pain,
they scream and scream till I fall apart,
in the deepest recesses of my heart.
Millions of voices can scream
at the top of their lungs,
but your inner voice should still be
the only one that you hear the most.
The many faces and voices of anxiety.
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