Even as the soft breeze hits my face,
There's something off about it.
No matter how hard I try,
I fail,
To pin the issue
Burning my heart.
The constant strings
Tugging,
Harder and Harder.
They're almost chocking me now.
Yet,
There's nothing I do to stop it.
For this puzzle to solve,
I'm missing a piece.
And I realize I'm wrong.
It isn't the heart that is burning,
It's my soul.
Funny,
Since they'll never know,
The ocean I am,
Who dried out,
At the cost of them,
And at the cost of me.
Guess calm water's never appreciated.
The storm and waves
Causing destruction,
Causing pain.
Might forever stay,
Whats the point though?
Guess maybe the silence,
Will never be noticed,
But it shall remain,
And with this calmness,
With all the darkness,
And all this Silence,
I will come in peace.
And leave too,
In peace.
Unnoticed.
Unheard.
