Thursday October 5, 2023 | Poem | Prison Of Silence

Here is a poem that I wrote back in 2017 because I remember it being just before hurricane Harvey came through here and flooded everything. ugh! Worst time of my life--- no that's not true. The worst time of my life would be when I was in that horrible accident in summer of 1992. I was triggered really badly. I remember that I was taking a medication that if I was taken off of it abruptly. I would not speak to anyone and I was off in my own little world and staring. ugh! that was a horrible time. About how often would I think about that? I would think about that almost everyday. Then I would think about me tumbling inside that van. Then I would think about that asshole that hit us. ugh! If I could be in a room with that driver of that big yellow moving truck would really F him up and put his ass in the hospital! Instead he put me in the hospital. Here is the poem about selective mutism. #selectivemutismawareness #anxiety #depression #panicattacks

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Prison Of Silence

written by: Pamela's SM Journey

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I'm in this prison of silence,

Is there something in it for me?

I'm in this prison of silence,

I don't want to be a tree.

When I get to a state of panic,

From deep down inside,

I get shaky and achey,

On my low backside.

I'm in this prison of silence,

I wish people wouldn't be offended by me.

I'm in this prison of silence,

I believe one person has a key.

When I get in a state of panic,

I feel tightness in my low back,

And I can't move.

I'm in this prison of silence,

I just want to be free.

I'm in this prison of silence,

I believe I will be free.