Raging in silence – you’re a screaming storm. Unforgiving in all the right ways. Ready to shatter the glass. But all they see is a drained smile- hollowed out like the tree you climbed the summer before they sold your childhood home. I hope courage meets you on a night spent alone not wondering, “what could have been”? I hope you kiss the mirror. Nourish dry lips. Scream to the ceiling and thank God for the thunderstorm that rumbles within you. I hope you don’t strain your neck trying to find where to fit in someone else’s world. I hope you fall in love with reading and 2AM silence, again. I hope the rage that sits within you fears the wrath of a girl who has the courage to make everything her own. -AMT©️