Our Unheard Screams

Do you know that plants can be in pain too?
Do you know that they scream and send out distress signals?
Do you know that they too, like us, can feel?


It was true.
But I wasn't talking only about plants.
I was also talking about you,
and me.


About us who have learnt to cry in silence.

About us who have learnt how to bite our tongue for the sake of maintaining peace.

About us who have learnt to dig our nails to our palms than to claw at other's faces.

About us who have learnt to hold the anger within us and silently burn ourselves from within than to sear at another's skin.

Tell me,
have you grown tired yet?
Tired of screaming for help but get nothing but a sore throat.


Tell me,
have you grown tired yet?
Tired of explaining yourself but still, get nothing but blame.


Tell me,
have you grown tired yet?
Tired of bending over backwards to please, yet still expected to do more.


I am.
I am, in fact, tired.


Let's plan our way out shall we?


Maybe we can build a little cottage somewhere in the forest.
Maybe we can live in peace, surrounded with the things we love.


Or maybe,
Let's stop and look around.
Try to listen to those cries.


To the cries that came from others who are just like us.

Let's try listening,
maybe one day someone will listen to us too.

by MG