Stage 1 (Selective Mutism)
Words creek under my tongue
When you don’t listen to me
I’m an unheard voice
Swallowed up by my own silence
Stage 2 (Crises in Self-worth)
Sponged with cotton of life
I’m not your stuffed toy
To be played with
Stage 3 (Enmeshment)
The threads of my soul
Are tangled with yours
Cut me anywhere
You’ll be undone too
Stage 4 (Obsession)
I can’t let
Our last words to remain unsaid
I can’t let
Our last meeting
Be drowned in desolate silence
Stage 5 (Schizophrenia)
The alley that leads to the heart
Begins from my lips
In this chilling cold
I want our lips to talk
Like two mad cellmates in prison
This sentence of silence must end now
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