Purple Ribbon Poem: Unspoken



To live in fear, you and I must
Create some harsh ways to adjust

I’ll go deaf if you’ll go blind
And we just won’t exist behind

The masks we wear for people’s sake
Perhaps we’ll just forget it’s fake

And you’ll keep building up that wall
As I stand by to take the fall

When all your needs and fears collide
And there is no place left to hide

The family’s pain made manifest
The silent child’s final protest

Will break the terms of our little deal
So these old wounds may finally heal

© Sarah Henderson 2002


About writingforrecovery

Sarah is a writer and poet who speaks out about issues that make people uncomfortable. Sarah advocates for causes such a sexual assault, domestic violence, child abuse, and mental illness, and often speaks openly about her own experiences. She is determined to abolish the stigma associated with these issues and believes that it starts with people telling their stories, so she started a blog called Writing for Recovery where people can do just that. She is the author of three volumes of poetry and is currently at work on her fourth. She is convinced that there's a novel somewhere in her, and occasionally picks at the chapters so far. View all posts by writingforrecovery

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