The Stain of Silence 2018/11/27 by mkhana You stole my voice, smothered it silent, reaching deep within me to strangle it dead. This you-caused stain seeps deep, over and around the broken pieces within, keeping the flatline alive and soaking sinking deeper with every promptly delivered broken promise and veil of invisibility that you forcefully drape over me and that only serves to fan and set this stain. Share this via: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading... Related