Be Loud

​Telling me not to speak, expand, describe, witness the half-truths, the white lies, the betrayals, the tragedies,  the addictions, the gifts, the wild flowers, the love, the lessons, the knowledge, the drive, the life, the inner will to survive and decry those who try to break me.. well that’s like telling my heart not to beat, my blood not to flow, my skin not to cover me. I am the spoken, the loud, the fierce, the strong, the living, the survivor. 
You will never silence me. My words will echo in your ears, even after I’m gone.
#PoeticDiaries

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