“I figured if I spoke, it would just add to my troubles.” ~ Same Kind of Different as Me by Ron Hall & Denver Moore

same kind of different as meSpeaking was something I’d grown accustomed to not doing much. No one listened anyway, so I just watched. I watched things happen around me, to me and I said nothing. I tried a couple of times and I was ignored to the point, where I only needed to listen. Shhh; I told myself.

But I couldn’t trust myself either. What could I say, what could I do to make a difference in my world? I shut down for a long time. And then, I found my voice. It was buried deep within my soul and it was rising like an eruption. A voice true to myself, one that could no longer be stifled.

It was scary, not knowing if even I wanted to listen to what I was thinking. How could I trust what may come out of my own lips. I watched for so many years. I took it all in and now I speak clearly.

I figured if I spoke, you might listen to the joy in my heart, sweep your arms around me and fill my soul with love. I figured and I was right.

Created from the writing idea to open to page 49 of the closest book next to me and use the first complete sentence as my writing prompt. “I figured if I spoke, it would just add to my troubles,” from Same Kind of Different As Me by Ron Hall & Denver Moore with Lynn Vincent