Silence

Raised in chaos
Raised in noise

Silence always seemed to me
A rare and precious luxury
I never dreamed that it could be
A vicious hurtful enemy

I grew a silence that you’d not believe
A silence that was haunting me

Taunting me

I made a daughter
Small and blond
One locked in silent melancholy

Each day it seemed to always be
A constant struggle to be free

She unlocked her fear
She found her voice

Rejoice

Silence no longer her destiny

To read about my daughter's journey, read Silent Emma
To learn more about Selective Mutism, go to Rid the Silence