The Price of Silence poetry my unsupported arms pillar like, hold you up, despite the pain, despite the numbness, despite the burn, lest you fall, lest you awaken, lest you cry, hold you as i have been held by the unsupported thoughts of others. Share this: Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...