Inner Voices, a poem by Mohammed Amin at Spillwords.com

Inner Voices

Inner Voices

written by: Mohammed Arshad Amin

 

I see the child I was
Small and forgotten
His voice didn’t echo
Not through walls
Not through people.

A mattress in the back room
The door never really opened again.

You were always in the kitchen
Always doing something
But never that one thing protecting me.

She was sixteen, I was seven
You let it happen.
Now I understand what silence can hide
The bruises you covered
The terror you swallowed.

But I was a child
You were afraid
You let fear win
And in that war,
I was the casualty.

Sometimes, I am angrier with you than with him
You saw the fire and left me in the smoke.

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