A Silent Cry, Poem by Noel Potter

My words dance on empty pages,  
Ink flowing freely from my pen. 
Each line a glimpse into my soul,  
Emotions spilled, thoughts blend. 
 
Memories of days long gone,  
Haunting whispers in the night. 
Captured in black and white,  
A silent cry for the light. 
 
My notepad a sanctuary,  
Where truth and fiction intertwine. 
A place where I can be me,  
In this chaotic world of mine. 
 
Each word a piece of me,  
Laid bare for all to see. 
A testament to my journey,  
Embracing vulnerability.  
 
So I'll continue to write,  
With no fear or shame. 
For my words are my solace,  
My notepad, my flame.