Quiet

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I hide from failure
keep you from my sight

I pretend to do what's right
to keep myself from crying

I wound up on the wrong side of the bed
blankets covering my cowering head

I don't dare offer change
for fear of what it'll bring

I'll light a candle
when darkness arrives

I am a little lost
but I still run

I force myself forward
in hopes of a better horizon

I stand still in the quake
to prevent further destruction

I am the reason for the chaos
but I stay wary in my ways

I close my lips
and refuse to make a sound

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