my fastened throat (poetry series)

my lips are burning to release

these words

like smoke

fire

filling up my throat

unheard

liberating to release

my truth

these words

so free

flowing

my voice comes out

like a cloud of smoke

the old me

felt like I was being choked.

my fastened throat

fake smiles and shiny masks

my fastened throat

held me back

my fastened throat

the only way out was through

my fastened throat

my voice

my truth.

by: Gillian Pearce

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