Silence

- originally written March 4, 2009 -

I know now what the silence can hold
In the dark shadows of a mans soul
I know the secrets that must go untold
And how the quiet can take its toll

The shame within ones own chest
Can eat away what once was a core
Until there remains no way to rest
And even the richest man is poor

The forceful darkness that consumes
Will tear away at ones humanity
Listen as the quiet stains and blooms
Until it leaves a world with insanity

I know the tight fist that silence keeps
Clasping the heavily thudding heart
And the man that neither wakes nor sleeps
Will quickly tear himself quietly apart