#curtis
Some of these days
children will stop eating your dreams
and the eternal void of thinking silently,
the eternal darkness of your internal voice
will forever be
just noise
and
that pain,
that tedious light
at the end of the trail
won't drag you
away
no more.
Sep 23, 2017
Sep 23, 2017 at 6:10 PM UTC
I am a silhouette
I have no shadow
My face has no description
One only sees the blackness of my body
I have no tears, yet I cry
I have no smile, yet I laugh
I have no skin, yet I feel
So, how come I have no shadow
How can you call me emotionless
Am I not to have feelings because you can't
see my face
Am I a puppet because you see no soul
Am I worthy to suffer because you feel that
a shadow bears no soul
If you were a silhouette would you feel the
same
Would you still cast the first stone
Jul 31, 2017
Jul 31, 2017 at 3:07 PM UTC