Jun 12, 2006 17:24
stillness
nothing can be heard
except for my thoughts
they scream loudly through the air
the heat is making me ancy
my heart starts to question everything
existance seems to be scarce
but everyone can hear my thoughts
they seem to be written on my face
cam be seen in my eyes
these thoughts rest on the tip of my tongue
questions arise
I search for answers
instead I find a blackhole
the answers seem to have fallen into it
I jump in after them