slaughter

As thoughts that spin in your head

Scamper down to your throat,

Your heart is burdened into deciding

Whether or not to release them.

Would you dare?

For to speak

Is to risk

To be heard or to be ignored.

To be understood or to be misinterpreted.

To be accepted or to be rejected.

To be appreciated or to be criticized.

To be praised or to be ridiculed.

Convictions will be murdered.

Concepts will be butchered.

Imagination will be beheaded.

Curiosity will be strangled.

Your mind will be killed.

Would you open your mouth

In your desire for affirmation,

And offer yourself

To be slaughtered?

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