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Dec 2018
No one heard you when
You broke your own bones one by one
And placed your splintered legs under you arms
Used them as crutches to convince people that you were healing
You wrote the book on destruction without noise
Silence is the only thing louder than a bomb
But your silence was the bomb that annihilated you
And everyone was deaf to it
And everyone was blind to it
And you never corrected them
You hit your hands against the rubble until they were bleeding and broken
Surrounded yourself with the jagged edges of everything you ruined
It’s no wonder you are terrified to touch the living
It’s no wonder people only see you from an arms length
It’s no wonder you remain loveless
You were the one who destroyed yourself
And you know it
Silence is the only thing louder than a bomb
And your silence is deafening
Have you ever noticed how it drives people away
How it drives people away
How you drive people away
Can you even see with those worn old eyes that use to be amber
Can you even feel with that burnt calloused skin
You are trying to put out a house fire with a spray bottle
You are trying to fix a detonated world with hands made of broken bones
Bones you didn’t even try to set
Covered in still drying blood
You didn’t even try to bandage
Is this what you call healing?
Your mind was a massacre
And your silence was louder than a bomb
And your detonation was invisible
Your detonation was invisible
Your detonation was invisible
You are awfully good at hiding
You are awfully good at tearing everything apart
Your world has been shattered
And you walk in the background like everyone else
Unnoticed
You are awfully good at being silent
And your silence is the only thing louder than a bomb
And your silence just wants to be heard
I'm really good at being quiet
nameless
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   Caloris
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