in the silence our thoughts are the loudest they're the creaks of the floorboards letting us know we are not alone whether the voices are good or bad the silence really will never invade our minds
These are not merely words Spun across a page In unequal syllables Phonics enraged Chaotic break downs Inconclusive At their peak... Oh no, no no These are my words Eccentrically unique ....................................
I am not who I say I am I am someone who I have forgotten myself names not me my face is not me my eyes not mine my soul calls me down within it rejects my reflection I and the soul in division who am I?