Inside La'Zavier's mind.

Random Entry #2

(I am now realizing how dark some of this shit is. It's all old, and I haven't really re-read over all of it. I'm simply just copying and pasting it from my notes to here.😂 Whoops.)
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Silence is the kind of pain that lingers through your mind at 3 AM, the time when all you know how to do is run and hide behind those songs that you play on repeat until your phone is dying. Silence is the sound of nothing, but everything all at once. Silence is the anxiety you breathe and try to hold back from the eyes of the ones you love as they question the fresh scars marked acrossed your skin. Silence is not always ignorance, or not knowing. Silence is keeping to yourself the answer to a question about a subject you know all about. Silence is holding back your own tears in fear of you harming yourself more than you already have. Silence is the fear that if you were to speak up, you would be directed with an obvious disinterest from the surrounding bodies, or the booming quake of someone raising their voice telling you that they don't care, or that they already know, pushing you back into your silence. Silence walls all of your problems around you, assuring you no escape. Silence is loud. Silence is my shadow, and a skeleton in my closet.