You listen, talk, sing or scream,
You have the right to voice out.
You dream, you slog,
You cry & you shout,
You have a right to voice out.
My mind is restless, wanting to spill out,
All the thoughts, my heart ain’t about,
You still have the right to voice out.
Hear me out! The pain in etching now,
Hear me now! I am loosing it now.
Time teaches us most of it,
Remember, to watch the ditch.
Silent or violent, a voice is always a voice,
Heard or unheard, will fire the light.
rskoshe 
voice out. I hear you. I love the flow of words your poems have. So natural. Unpretentious.
true this. and it’s always better to voice out rather than whither away in silence…