Inside my head
I scream " I'm Scared!!"
I say- "I need your help"
I whisper " please
don't leave....
Inside ...I scream, yell,
cry...hiding it all...
So Afraid that if I let out
how I feel...
My biggest fear will
Come True.....
that I will
in the end...
Be Alone.
by Sharon H.
We were originally known as SILENT VOICES and were affiliated with a Mental Health Organization.
MISSION STATEMENT
SILENT VOICES SPEAK started out as Silent Voices: A Writer’s Workshop, as the first group at the drop-in center at the Broadway location of Community Counseling Centers of Chicago, whose purpose is to empower it’s attendees to form and attend their own groups.
We have branched out as an independent entity. We are silent no more. We say yes to the creative possibilities of life & art...
The mission of SILENT VOICES SPEAK is to give a voice to people who are disenfranchised. Many of the participants in SILENT VOICES SPEAK are also visual and/or performing artists.
Membership is open to all.
Send submissions to lizhipwell@gmail.com.
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
STILLNESS by Elizabeth Hipwell
Stillness leads to another place.
Stop and notice.
I can get past the fear of what will be there.
Understanding and compassion are key components,
An awareness of the sound of the walls coming down,
To reveal a more pliant world,
Full to capacity with harmony, love and peace.
The flowers buzz with the promise of new growth.
The ions of the air tingle
In anticipation of what might happen next.
The world in it’s stillness offers endless possibilities
In the span of a second.
Why be afraid of what happens next.
You cannot stop the ebb and flow of life,
But you can get past being scared,
To be on the still shores of calm and serenity.
Stillness does lead to another place.
-Elizabeth Hipwell
IS SHE... by Therese Staples Burton
Is she...
One step from the edge
Poised on the precipice
Ready to take on death
Is she...
Drinking in the Sweet
Breath of caressing wind
Rejuvenating her soul
Inhaling
Is she...
Dancing with desperation
Catapulting into diving
Is she...
Soaring above all
Singing Ecstatic rhythms
Image & Words by Therese
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