The dormancy of my linguistics,
doesn't mean I'm ignorant.
But I jest at the wastefulness
of breath.
To expel the fortitude of such.
Anger is to give me weakness
of character, and you undue
strength.
I may seem like the sheep,
but do not take my
muteness, as a respite of no validation.
For one is most aware when all is smothered
in contemplation.
And then you are like a crumpled leaf,
silent and calm....
I didn't utter a word, I just walked away.
letting you take in the view
of me not caring that you were in my shadow.
Not uttering your worth, but I showed you
that silence can knock down the
strongest word.