So many thoughts and ever so many words.
We don't have to speak to be heard.
We don't have to shout to show emotion.
We all scream, we all cry, we're all living, trying to survive.
We.
As in the human race.
We.
Words were our greatest mistake.
We. Words. Vocal communication.
I only wish I could.
YOU ARE READING
Dichotomy
PoetryThe observant is always watching. Humanity is here and thriving, but our world won't be surviving our reign. Alive, but not noticed in living. Here we are. A new life, new words, a new start. Aug. 12th 2019 - June 18th 2021 Vol. 1
