Psst hey you wake up from your quiet routine,
ages ago that’s how it all started, word by word,
being shy was so unknown, no manner, no respect.
monologues turned to systematic regular brain wash.
I face it since that day, feeling so helpless.
Silence so common, when we have it, we do not realize it,
precious when it is gone and we beg for it so hard.
Sometimes to voice in my head makes me wish to depart,
evaporate my mind in a try to ignore his teasing voice,
slip into the space he will disappear into consciousness.
Driven crazy by his selfish concerned conversations.
Hide out i have found in sleep, is now also disturbed,
that is when the other beast wakes up to glory
they say the word i feel sorry for and envy their courage,
both pushing slowly, rewriting my mind into madness.
Confused and angry as all i hear might be truth,
trying to create and addiction to the real reality,
silence becomes a foreign word in today’s language.
Holding my mouth while i shout in an attempt to help,
to grab, strangle the neck of the fragile laziness.
Words they shout, say, repeat and engrave to my brain,
forever will be the part of an unreal personality,
they are waking it to life, to feel, see and rise
day when they become silent, i shall be reborn
and all the obsolete worries, will bother me less.
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