You surround yourself by noise because what happens during silence could kill you. All you hold dear is little to nothing. No one will save you, your on your own and masking the pain. A smile for every tear, a laugh for every break, you’re close to dead but you just keep holding on. The words bounce off the empty walls and hit you in the face, just hide in shame because you’re to blame. Are you crying yet because your pathetic, are you cowering yet because you eventually will. Don’t hold your breath for things to get better; your turning blue circulation seems to fail you. Pay your dept and do no harm, karma follows you like a tail does a dog. It’ll never end so don’t hope continue your misery as it brings joy all in the silence of the whole in your heart.
March 16, 2011