Stringing your silence like razor blades against my skin

Your actions are greater then my sin

Tiptoeing around the house like a ghost
You know it’s your attention I crave the most

Emotionally you’re the age of the days you’ve kept your mouth shut.... 5

As if my words don’t exist
I feel so alone in my created abyss

You’d rather be on those streets
Trying to hustle something to eat

You blame the womb you came from
When all along it’s you that’s acting dumb

Your seed needs to be watered
You should know how it feels to be dried out

Your roots try to revive you
But you trampled those too

I want to shake you like an earthquake
But you prove time after time that it’s just a waste.

Imagine
Perfectly normal house
Perfectly normal girl
Perfectly healthy body
Chaotic mind.
Her thoughts
As loud as waves
Clashing on rocks.
Yet a voice
So quiet
Like a breeze
Through palm trees.