Dec 6, 2017
your silence is the loudest thing I’ve ever heard
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your silence is the loudest thing I’ve ever heard
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the best thing you can do is watch him go as he moves further into the distance allow him to take all the pain that clouded your eyes so you can seek the right path that which was always meant for you
let me go easy just as a boat would sail out to sea
hollow
words spill from your mouth none of them reaching my ears you pause to sip your coffee and i raise my glance to meet yours i’m caught by surprise when I see the same profound emptiness mirroring my own
obstacles
people stand before me rooted in their spots like trees I try to escape their entangle of words hit me like branches left and right I become home to these scratches, wounds, and bruises this forest can claw all the flesh off my body but they will not break these mighty bones of mine
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leader of the pack
ill stay quiet when you drag me by the ear and throw me to the wolves ill stay quiet when the wolves nip at my feet when they sense my fear
but when the snow melts and the spring dawns ill step out of the forest you abandoned me in the pack of wolves at my heels as i lead them to prey on the fear at your doorstep
somewhere out there you’re turning your broken heart into art and i sit here patiently hoping that one day you’ll return with a masterpiece
we are so fragile we are merely bones covered in skin that can be torn apart by the simplest wounds we are both peace and chaos melted into one soul we harbour the ability to create such sorrow or joy but in the end besides all that we can build and break we are ever so fragile