To those who want to see...
What's going on inside my head? Well, you can't see. Ok, correct that, without my permission, you can't see. How do you get my permission? Post here. Add me. I will tell you this - you really SHOULD have some kind of post in your own journal so I can see what you're about, 'cause frankly, a blank journal doesn't tell me jack shit, and it certainly
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It can speak with power yet leave no sound
It can reveal feelings better left unsaid
It is what brings both comfort and coldness
It can show both fear and bravery...
All without a sound, yet it is the imclination of it's porpose that speaks a thousand words.
Like a painting does silence bring
To many words for the mind to fathom.
solitude and paranoia all in one
Slience leaves no questions nor no answers
the inclinations of its absence can lead one's mind to wonder
What does this silence bring?
There was a porpose at one point
is it for mental stablility or an artistic objection to the world
is it a refelction or a distortion...
Silence, it seems... will never tell
It may only tease both the mind and the spirit.
much like many other things in life it seems...
With silence I am both lost and found
Cold and lonely
Calm and aware
yet what warmth does silence bring,
When there is no physical contact?
These mindless words are only a small taste,
of what one might think in silence...
Will one speak or will one be silent?
Or is their silence enough to speak the words you are lookng for?
Only time will tell, sadly...
Till the next confusing commentary,
Dark§tal the silent watcher, shadow to where there is light...
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