Beneath My Silence poems spanning from 1965 to current
Series – Beneath My Silence – To Be Seen, To Be Heard
I never set out to be emotional. I just wanted to be understood. To be seen. Not just the words I manage to say out loud ~
but the quiet weight I carry beneath the surface, the things I tuck away where no one looks. Some days it feels like people only hear what’s comfortable for them.
They offer smiles, polite nods …
but they don’t really listen. There are moments I feel completely unseen ~
like I am standing in the middle of a storm, no one notices. And still, I smile. Still, I pretend. Even when I’m unraveling inside, clinging to what little strength I have left. It’s not about needing attention. It’s about longing for presence. For someone to ask,
“How are […]