And you don't dare make others feel so.
You don't dare use your voice;
You're afraid of taking up space,
Afraid of confrontation,
Afraid of discomfort.
What do you feel
In the choking silence
That follows an unresolved conflict?
What do you think
In the moments of tension
That wound up with no release?
People snap, it's true,
But in the fear of snapping
You leave yourself and others wound tight.
Do you know that a string can be unraveled?
Do you know that a spring can be eased out?
I don't think so.
I don't think you ever learned,
Because you were too busy manufacturing
The safety of cold silence.
I hope you figure that out,
I hope you learn to use your voice,
Lest you drift away and be forgotten.
Best regards.
