a voice hushed
wrapped in chains
lock snapped tight
teeth clenched.
the wrath of words,
fire like hail,
rain down
on this family.
for appearance
we sacrifice
voice, soul
for appearence
we learn to believe
the lie.
Today I spoke.
Today I said
there is a problem,
Today my voice rang clear
for me the child
for my child.
Today I was seen
and heard.
Today,
nothing was left
unspoken.
