Words slither from their mouth
The sound ripples
in her ears like the drops
of water from a lonesome cave
She decided to build a wall
and hear no more echoes
In silence,
the heart pitter- patter's
the lungs pounding... in and out
wanting to tell that she's alive,
telling her in a mute
'don't let your gutsy soul fly'
In silence,
there's too much noise
so she just decided to break the walls down as she rose from solitude.
She can still hear it, but she doesn't mind. Her gutsy soul is with her all this time ;)