Silence That’s what you called me… then you slapped the curse across my mouth. The bruises of your violations clung to my body, my mind – they haunted me, made me fall into the void. I became a thing of sickness, a vessel of loathing… Putting a plaster on all the sepsis unhelpful like a backstreet driver. I had to rip of the judged silence, and learn to scream, shout and say with compassion: we will not be silenced now, or ever again.
Hanlie Robbertse is a South African born writer that uses her writing to give voice to topics such as mental health, depression, anxiety, grief, self-love, and other inspirational/spiritual themes. She is passionate about telling stories in creative form that can help bring change to the world and also to elevate those difficult things that are often not talked about openly or even shut down in our hurting world. You can find her at:https://www.facebook.com/IamHanlie
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