Silence

It always begun with a strange emotion, an unnoticable one, but trapped and haunted me like It was a sin i need to pay. Or maybe It was?

It’s like my heart has a bullet hole that I don’t even realize where It comes, who pull the trigger, or at least know what the point is.

Silence is the best response to a fool

I heard this million times. Right after I did something wrong to myself. Right when I failed to define my emotion. Right after I saw myself standing in a never ending maze called confussion. Silence, why are you so loud?

I heard them said that I’m completely aware of myself under any circumstances when all I ever did was silent. No words were willing to come out my mouth. I put me in a silence. As they once again said, silence is the best response to a fool.

Life’s deepest feelings are often expressed in silence

And I can’t disagree. Silence speaks the loudest. Silence speaks the most painful words. Silence reflects the best answer for my questions. The best answer for a fool.

Like a sharp sword, killing all I have so I can bury it before the next pain catch me one more time.

Silence is one of the great arts of conversation

But in other situations, silence save me more than people can do. It covers me like a warm blanket. Convince me that I’m allowed shut my mouth. Convince me that it’s alright not to explain anything. Because no one knows when i speak my words, would it takes me to heaven or another hell. I think people are cruel for saying that we can say whatever we want while in fact, only half of them can understand how silence works.

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I hate silence, but what if it would be the one that save me?