I fear the spoken word

Saturday, 6 June 2015

Author's note: After reading Slammed by Colleen Hoover I rediscovered my love for poetry and in particular, slam poetry. I felt inspired and decided to take a stab at my own piece of slam poetry so here it is - a rough first draft. I hope you enjoy it. Don't forget to leave a comment.
I fear the spoken word
The way it trickles, tumbles, fumbles its way
Out of my mouth
And into the world
Stilted
Broken
Trying
Lost in a perpetual state of trepidation

I fear the spoken word
the way it roars within me
Fighting against an ocean of terror
A tidal wave of judgement
Striving
To
Break
Its confines
Dying to be heard
Amongst the breeze of the warm summer sun

I fear the spoken word
the words that have so long been dormant
In a body too frightened to be noticed
In a class of loud noises
Violent voices
Angry laughter
Because there is no after
As I continue to sit here mute
On this raft lost out at sea
Dying
begging to be heard

I fear the spoken word
And how I remain trapped in this bubble
Of a life I call life
Saying nothing
Drifting through this existence like a speck of dust in the wind
Inconsequential
It’s time to:
Speak up
Fight back
Scream out into the rafters
Because there is a point
A crux
Significance
You are important
In every essence of your being
You matter
Every particle, molecule and cell
Has the ability to transform
Create
Transition
Be important

Voices have the ability to change the world
Let yours out
And warm the hearts of those who
Surround
You

Because
your
voice
matters

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