Since that day, I’ve been silent
sounds have died between my dented teeth
memories churned in gratifying thoughts
disgrace roared in the corridors of my ears
from that day forward, every lie and curse you hurled back
I am as quiet as the epilogue of time
abiding my narratives, my past beliefs
Waiting my turn, sharpening my words
Jun 18, 2020
Jun 18, 2020 at 11:36 PM UTC
Since that day, I’ve been silent
sounds have died between my dented teeth
memories churned in gratifying thoughts
disgrace roared in the corridors of my ears
from that day forward, every lie and curse you hurled back
I am as quiet as the epilogue of time
abiding my narratives, my past beliefs
Waiting my turn, sharpening my words
I'm back
