It clouds you and fills
It's impetulant
The cut is deep and the wounds turn gray
The spirit dances in the river
But no splashes give way
The horizon never creeps like insects
It's swarms in
Yet the noise is deafening
I want pain and loud
Passionate sounds
This silence however is crushing me
Mind body and soul
If I passed on nobody would know
No one would look for me
Rather
Especially not you
You'd leave me crush me
Push me fight me
But never let me in
You'd let me quietly be surrounded by your nonchalant
Id die and you'd never know
You and all the rest
Kill with silence
But you do it best.
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