I Cannot Shout

I cannot shout

I’ve grown too tired

I try but but my voice keeps getting dryer

So I will only whisper

And soon I will die

If only my words were crisper

Then maybe I‘d be heard tonight

Who am I?

Why am I here?

I lift up my fears

And my insecurities I lay open

Hoping

To one day know my purpose

To know if life is worth it

Who can say?

People, do you know why you live?

Is it to give?

Or maybe to receive?

We may have all been deceived

And left to grieve

Bereaved

Of life and it’s insanity

Calamity

Raining down from our own hands

We lay idle refusing to take a stand

Or play a victim and pretend

That we didn’t cause our own destruction

Self, are you there?

Are you hiding behind the mask you bought to stop making people stare?

Did you know that people cared?

Are you still alive under it all?

You were always willing to fall

You give up like it was the only way

Refusing to see the light of day

Today

You will rise up from your grave

And whisper with your hoarse voice and through your mouth

"I cannot shout

But if someone is willing to listen

Then please hear me out”