I hate silence
It brings about thinking
Which brings about thoughts
Ones that I'd rather not think
I hate thinking
It brings about feelings
Which brings about emotions
Ones I'd rather not feel
I hate feelings
It brings about words
Which brings about violent acts
Ones I long too much to do
YOU ARE READING
Whispers of the Wounded
Poetry//Poetry written by the pained// I keep thinking That if I keep whispering These terrible thoughts to this wind Maybe I'd see the meaning in something again //Cover by the amazing @anixkuh//
