Blank Ink

𓇬⋆ ﾟ꩜‧˚𑁍ܓ

“Sometimes the loudest things we say are the ones we never speak at all, right? And sometimes, silence is not empty at all, it is just full of words that never made it out...”

It follows the story of someone who once lived with a heart full of unsaid words, emotions too heavy, too fragile, and too complicated to speak out loud... I carried them in silence until I slowly learned a different way to be heard.

In this poem, I realize that there are so many words I couldn’t say out loud, no matter how much I wanted to. But in that silence, something changed in me because I learned that my silence finally learned to write it down.

So if silence could finally find its voice through written words, would you stay long enough to read what it has been trying to say?