The Silence
As I stand alone, like all the days before. I realize how alone I truly am. I sit in silence.. I sleep in silence... I think in silence. I want to be loud I want to feel and know and talk. But there is no one around. No one has the time to stop and listen. They all have their own noise going on. So much like the silence I disappear. Like a breath on a cold night, or like the morning dew. Insignificant, and waste of time to give more then a moments thought to.
The silence is what keeps me quiet and the silence is what keeps me alone. Because in the silence, I hear every reason no one will fall for me, No one would care or even notice if I made noise. So the only noise I make is in silence and all in my head while my heart just wants to scream PAY ATTENTION but is eaten by fear. The silence has me convinced to stay silent, and just disappear. Like the darkness when you close your eyes, no one sees all the truthful lies."
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