New Silence Brewing
new silence brewing
cold sun is perfect
the way i feel
the way i deal
my loner's mentality resurfaces
kitchen sink full of dishes
all tv dinners freezer burnt
dust in every corner
dust on every morsel of wood
body shaking from hunger and early malnutrition
pillow smelling musty from the night sweats
body smelling pungent from a depression unseen and well hidden
the way i feel
the way i deal
zero is the main ideal effect of it all
i wake up looking down
i go in to completely stop
i skip pebbles on the water while acting stoney
my feel are heavily glues to the ground and yet i am flying
where i land is where my spot will be marked unmarked
i am social as an outlet to my every fear
the new moon changes your mood, and you have a listening ear
i express all i can before the shield takes back its control
if i had the chance to choose how to die right now, then it would be with my hand on your heart and your heart in my hands
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