If silence is truly golden,
then why does its presence pain me?
Being without your words creates
a veiled distortion within me.
Throngs of false thought and poor reason
can no longer be neglected.
If only your voice could release
these demons my mind has collected.
If silence is truly golden,
then yours must be cursed like Midas.
Maybe my ramblings are unjust,
Over-thinking is logic’s Judas.
Jul 13, 2012
Jul 13, 2012 at 10:00 PM UTC
If silence is truly golden,
then why does its presence pain me?
Being without your words creates
a veiled distortion within me.
Throngs of false thought and poor reason
can no longer be neglected.
If only your voice could release
these demons my mind has collected.
If silence is truly golden,
then yours must be cursed like Midas.
Maybe my ramblings are unjust,
Over-thinking is logic’s Judas.
