Metamorphasize

Silence

These are the words I never said,
The quotes and statements that refused to leave my lips when they needed to,
And,
In turn lit a flame within my soul and slowly burned me up inside.
The scorch marks remain, as my tears continue to stain my face,
Distracting me from my newest scar,
And my chest constricts, I struggle to breath.
The things that were never said mean more than the things that were,
Silence can be more dangerous than noise,
Silence corrupts the sweetest of souls.
Slowly eats away,
It's disturbing how fast it works,
How it transforms the best of us,
The strongest into the weakest,
Where one words will make them jump,
Or finally learn the taste of a bullet.
The thoughts ricochet throughout my mind,
Like the bullet that took another's life,
It hits my brain at the right spot,
Leaving me to think of only that one thing,
So minuscule,
So deadly!
Leaving you to slowly fade away,
To fall off the edge,
As you wonder what happened and why would this occur,
It's all over for you,
The world is too cold for your words to remain without hurting someone else,
They're too hot,
Too strong,
Too vulgar,
That they will burn within someone else....
Anything you say is turned against you, and you grimace as you try to obtain the noises that don't exist outside of your reality,
People tell you to chill out,
You're freezing,
Becoming tired,
Hoping that when you shut your eyes,
They never open again.
The tears and their trails bite at your skin as you try to survive,
Small reminders,
The small things men's the most to me.
I feel the biting and burning of the tears shed from my hearts sorrow,
The things I couldn't say but my soul could,
And I raise the knife to my cheek,
Silencing the noise that the pain brought and leaving a mark no one can avoid,
Somewhere everyone will see.
Do you see me now?