I Speak In Volumes

Written by Madison Stallard

I have fabricated a new path

No compass pointing due north

In that I trust, beyond someone else’s advice

Accustomed to freedom disabling my voice

I dissimulate my darken colors with a brighter look

It may be over yet, I will inevitably fall anew

I’m glowing can’t you see? Please notice me

Don’t be fooled I knew what I had achieved

I’m not missing the old reflection the way it may seem

I was too naive to think time wouldn’t change a thing

I try to explain the pain that's so embedded, so engraved

My mind inquires, what are you feeling?

I cannot say

No point describing the few years I have endured

To give everything, receiving nothing of any value

I respond the same each and every time

“Once I’m on my own everything will be alright”

That night, I still feel the same ache

It pivots like a rock deep within my chest

Despite how undeserved I am of my own love

I remain respecting others even if it is not returned

While I whisper in the chaos of my own mind

My thoughts demanding an answer of some kind

I speak in volumes by vowing my silence