If you can't understand my silence,
What makes you think you can understand my words?
They are both equally important,
And you would know if you bothered to truly listen.
Silences can speak volumes more that words,
But somehow, it is never heard.
You run your mouth like a never ending stream,
But never pay attention my lack of water.
It may not be flowing, but that doesn't mean I don't have oceans building up inside of me.
And if you're quiet enough, for just a moment,
You can hear the sound of the waves crashing against the barrier.
Begging to be said.
YOU ARE READING
My Mind On Paper
PoetryA collection of poems written by me. These are for the heartbroken, the hopeless romantics, the lonely, and the people struggling with their mental health. Also, I try to add a nice picture to every chapter to take away from some deep-ness(?) of som...
