When Truth Has No Voice

A sea of whispers

melts down my back

searing scars form

clear waters become black.

Rearranging words, exchanging stories.

Lies linger longer

when truth has no voice.

A sea of tears

melts down my face

writhing scars scream

the depth of my disgrace.

Rearranging words, exchanging stories.

Lies linger longer

when truth has no voice.

A sea of peace

melts into my soul

healing scars remind

truth will be known.