Today, my words fell on deaf ears,
Misunderstanding hung heavy in the air.
A cacophony of noise, a dizzying whirl,
Silencing my voice, my thoughts unfurl.
The line of communication, a fragile thread,
Twisted and frayed, lost in what was said.
Amidst hostility, in an inhospitable sphere,
Unmet needs and strengths disappeared.
A single call eroded my essence, my might,
What once resonated, now muted in sight.
From a cherished nightmare, it morphed away,
A mere survivor's mark, in disarray.
A face adorned, careworn and pale,
Tattoos rejected, stories unveiled.
To reveal the truth, stark and clear,
Cutting ties, embracing change without fear.
In the quiet aftermath, my soul takes shape anew,
A chance to transform, rediscover what's true.
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This is a nice poem, Charles.