I think most nights i forgot that I am still human. Most nights I forget that I can steel feel pain, I can still cry tears, and I can still gain scars. Most nights I forgot because of the silence. Everything stays still, especially my thoughts. I try and tend to run away from my thoughts. I run from anything that makes me remember that I can feel. Because some how, the feeling of not feeling feels better. For some, the silence makes them think even more. For me, the silence is my escape. Ill tend to forget that many things in life still matter. Including my life. The silence sometimes brings me my remedy, and peace. The silence can be my home. For it makes me feel less. I began to think i was free from everything.... Until the silence ended.-Gone Girl
- Author: moya.writes ( Offline)
- Published: April 30th, 2017 18:59
- Category: Unclassified
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