The Weight of Silence
Most men don’t die in battle,
they die in their own heads.
A thousand unspoken thoughts
cutting them open like invisible blades.
They say, "I’m fine."
But inside? They’re carrying coffins of words they never dared to speak.
Work’s on fire, pockets filled,
but the house feels colder than winter nights. Marriage on autopilot,
kids staring at a father they barely know. And when the lights go out,
he stares at the ceiling, wondering if the silence is the very rope around his neck.
We think strength is swallowing storms,
but storms don’t vanish,
they leak.
Short temper with your kids Disconnection in your marriage Late nights staring at the ceiling, praying it gets easier
numb nights chasing distractions.
The silence you thought was protection
becomes the prison you can’t escape.
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