substantial breakable quiet, the moon shimmers above, a great beacon of tranquility the night whispers a hidden new tune and hides its face in an attempt at humility quickly the sound is gone too soon a misty white evening with boats on the bay the water churning, until it is gray an empty stillness weaving the tapestry of the night a multitude of dreams, and quiet hearts the living hold breath, at the magnificent sight because of the silence, the mind can't help but spark we are a simple people, it is with the absence of sound Our scholars and our work, have become renowned in the beginning, there was silence and today there still is, we cannot live without the quiet, unbearable though it is.
Don’t speak. I was a freak to bleed in the sheets. You keep going once our eyes meet. Never knew this was you all along. It has been the longest of weeks- The thought of you makes me weak With nausea. I only weep. Took and crumbled a woman so strong. You leap from maternal figure To paternal stickler- You have Daddy issues because he’s rich But won’t share. How dare he not fund your white entitlement. You curse when he tells you to brush your teeth At night, because you can’t stand The thought of someone caring for you On a non-financial level, And I’m the devil, Because I won’t accept the monetary gifts. You slip me this and that, Skip the emotional derivative. And gasp at the fact that I’ve stopped putting in initiative. Silly boy, I don’t need you. A toy made to tease you. Keep me on this collar, But I’m the one who leads you.