“Ecnelis”, by: @Joeandrew97      

When words doesn’t fit in, 

We shouldn’t talk, whisper nor sigh. 

Things sometimes are exactly how they seem, 

Silence as a scream…  

 You feel powerless and frail. 

Unspeakable sorrows in this tale 

Want to speak out but you fail,  

Silence as a jail…   

When everything is already said, 

You can lie down on your bed. 

Finally breaks down the storm, 

Silence as home…     

This poem is dedicated for people who have been through awful experiences and still can’t find resolution or condolences. It is time to speak out, to demand justice. To rise up against those who pretend to break us. Also for those who can’t find strength.     

Thanks for this opportunity. I’m not from an English speaking country, so, you might encounter some linguistic imprecisions.   

 PD: If you haven’t got it, read the title backwards.