Bitter Sweet

Oh sweet silence. Settles upon all, until the last stir is still. But calm waters do more than just soothe. Reflect the thoughts of the tight lipped minds, what lies beneath isn’t always so kind. A contrast to chaos, where voices are let free. Madness runs wild, so loud the ground shakes beneath. The secrets Silence keeps, fills the holders eyes with vengeful clouds, casting shadows on their conscience. The chaos, the crazy let it out in the open, let the screams echo, the people fly, distill the stir. Disturb the peace. Chaos is not synonymous for bad. Nor is silence for good. Calm surface with cold blooded veins, distressed facade with a carefree heart. Chaos so sweet and silence so bitter She has a taste for the sour, you could say it fit her.