DALLAS

This poem is not a cry for help, it helped me find strength in my vulnerability: 

Silent screams echoing throughout my soul, 
turn to white noise after a while, 
constructing impenetrable walls, 
yet unable to crack a smile. 
Happiness such a memory, 
if it was ever attained at all, 
lied to by heart and brain, 
as the trust leaves during the fall.

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