Nothing is worse than silence
The lonly go crazy
The sad feel invisible
And the broken feel shattered
Silence is not
A living thing
But still
It is sneaky, cruel, destructive
Silence is a poison
.
It takes its time
Sneaky it slides
And pushes it's way inside
Slow but effective
Turns you depressive
What's the point of living
When the silence
Has allredy killed