Jan 8
The Silence is Silent.
The loneliness is
a sharp knife,
ready to cut off
my wings
The Silence is Silent,
Though the screams of pain—
so loud and unbearable,
It broke me.
The loneliness is
a sharp knife,
ready to cut off
my wings
The Silence is Silent,
Though the screams of pain—
so loud and unbearable,
It broke me.
