Silence can kill

Withering inside me I hide the beast
She shakes and roars with fierce speech
I close my mouth and hold her in
I will not let her out ill just get hit again

I sweetly speak I want to yell
Living in heaven being treated like hell
When you hit me I feel the blisters on my face
Blood spatters on the floor
Id rather be angelic than your beastly whore
I close my mouth once again
I hold her, hold her, and hold her in
I don’t want to get beat again
I want to yell living in heaven being treated like hell
The beast I hide and let you win.

By HeatherNorwood

16 years old, lives in massachusetts and studying to speak with the death and share my writing with all. Also Honor student looking Twards being a major in florensics and working through the FBI.