Too much noise,
Too many neon lights
Flashing…
Too many ‘shoulds’
Way too many promises
Broken…
And they say,
‘Shine!’ They say,
‘Sing out loud!’
They say…
But your lips are
Sewn shut, keeping
All your screams inside…
Your duct taped
Heart pieces thunder
And will never abide…
You are the master of your own sea.
You only, make the rules now.
You call the shots.
You’ll win,
In the end.
You!
Cyranny's Cove 
Hmmm, okay?
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Let’s just say it was a long, tiring day… 😉
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This is thought provoking, I think there’s only so long before any person can’t hold it in and they either shout or break.
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Thank you, Simon 🙂 I think some people can hold pain within for years… The problem is that it probably makes you very bitter after a while…
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I think it does, but it’s more than they it’s that you wouldn’t even realise it.
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You are probably right! Lucky for me, I have writing to shout out what I need to vent, even if I don’t necessarely do it clearly 😛 With a little chance, I shouldn’t go down the bitter road 🙂
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Let’s hope not… You shouldn’t do 🙂
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🙂
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This made me think! A fantastic piece of writing from you as always cyranny! 🙂
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