I sit here on the marble floor
The cold seeping into my bones
I shall sit in a silence i can't stand and breathe
I shall breathe until tears stop running down my face
The door taunting me from its place on the wall
Beckoning me, whispering to me
Daring me to pick up the pen
To draw lines across the canvas of my skin
To dash and draw until i am happy with what i see
I sit in a silence that i can't stand
And i breathe
I breathe as the silence worms its way into my subconscious
And rampages through me until all i hear is silence so loud it drives me insane
I breathe and i breathe
I sit and i sit
And i ignore the taunting of the door
I ignore the pen at my side
I ignore the sounds of the ever loudening silence
I sit and i breathe and tears stream down my face
Staining the fabric of my shirt
The skin of my arms, my hands
And the silence has taken form
It seeps out of my pores, my eyes, my ears
Running down my neck
Staining my chest
It slithers out of the corners and drives its silent barbs into my skin
So i breathe and i breathe
And i sit and i sit
And i slowly go insane
I ignore the noise of the quiet
And the taunting of the pen
I wish for sleep, for the ground to swallow me up
I slowly unravel until nothing is left
And maybe everything is inside my head
But i sit and i stare
And i wonder how long the door has been there
I wonder how long i have sat in this crevice of my mind
I sit and i cry for no reason at all
Watching the silence stain my clothes
Maybe i'm going insane
Maybe i already am
I don't know
So i breathe and i breathe
And i sit and i sit
And i wait for the dark to swallow me whole
