You have silenced your thoughts
The windows in your eyes
reveal nothing
and you love it
Burning under blind
compressed
You set your tongue aflame
And you sit - And you stare
Voiceless
I am to guess - I am to assume
I am to be wrong
But I am not to know
I am to wait - I am to suffer
I am to learn and realize and figure it through
All myself
So you can remain
Voiceless

© 2006-2010 Jerry Langwell