“Whispering silence” part 2
The sounds of the past feel so loud
Even in a room full of noise
When you down words from past lift you
When you up them same sounds
Will bring you down just as fast
Yet the sound will always remain
The faces are blurry but the sounds
Are so clear
“Whispering silence” part 1
Memories memories memories
Oh how they linger
Whether they be good or bad
A memory is still a memory
Memories make the sounds
Of past echo in silence to the world
But only you can hear it
Yearnings become so strong
When the silence echoes
“A Craving” part 1
Have you ever taste something once
That taste turns into a memory
Memory becomes a feeling
You ever felt the tingle down ya spine
From a blanket so warm
So fluffy that when it’s gripped you
It feels like home
Part 2
Maybe they speak
But I hear a thousand voices
All saying I’m not, I’m not, I’m not
Should I even listen are these people real
Am I real? I don’t want to stand.
The voices are to loud to speak against
Do I even need this?
I don’t think this place is real
End.
Part 1
I can’t tell where I am
I know I’m real
But the space doesn’t feel….real?
I can’t tell where I am
I’ve been standing for so long
Feet hurt but I see people
They’ve been here longer
Feet solid as if it’s one with the space
Are they real?