Thoughts In Silence

Thoughts in silence We sit in terror of antecedent faults a thought, a reminder, a prick of reality. For the silence knows that we fear it. Thoughts streaming through my mind, in shame, in joy and in regret. For time does not mend what the heart has to carry. A heart. Like a mirror it reflects what you have become over years, once broken, it can be put together with a lot of trouble. The function will change, as will you after the heart has suffered disappointment over and over, like a sore not having time to heal. Scars do not go away. The mind might speak what the heart does not allow. For the heart does not forget and so, weeps in regret Immune one self against previous faults. Turn to stone and feel no more. Live life, some say… Should we not enjoy life instead of just living? Should we not stand tall instead of crawling? Or is this a matter of, at least you’re moving?