In the silence of the night...my heart wishpers its music....
for it sways to a far off land...it question sthe basis of my existence
my breathe is heavy with words...unsaid but felt hard
words I didn't utter to the world, words I hid deep within, words I confess to turbulent spirit
its me...myself...and only me....
not thy world...not thy rules....neither its judgement....
nothing to lamnet simply the conversation of the soul....
I cry, I laugh, I love...but I dont hate...
its me....my world and I speak to the whispers of the silent night...