Tuesday, October 07, 2008

No longer do I wish to speak
Words should be smooth and
coolnot tired and worn out
By pens too numb to write
and ears too deaf to listen
by tongues that should lie still
yet still they lie

No longer do I wish to speak
Words should be drops and blades,
not splinters jagged and blunt
by eyes too blind to see
and mouths too dry to whisper

I've heard enough.
I've said enough.
My words grow old.
And all the meaning twisted.

@10/07/2008 04:06:00 AM // 0 souls being eaten

skin by naughtyboykid