Saturday, September 28, 2013

Silence

It's obvious what the noise is like 
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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