the silence

sometimes we feel we have so many things we want to say, and we like choke on the words when we start thinking of what others may think of them... how will they judge us? will we be understood? will we be felt for? can we reach their compassion? will the words be able to carry the feelings we want them to convey..
yet sometimes we get so fed up with our trapped feelings and let it out, and sometimes our frustrations mask our feelings and instead of giving the message of such fragile feelings words appear to be harsh and may seem to be the total opposite,
other times we are frustrated with all the words, and we choose silence, when we belive that we said enough and our feelings are larger and more fragile for words to express... yet the silence may seem soo long and we wait for a reaction that never happens.. communication fades off and we feel insecure that we are forgotten that out we are not loved the way we thought / imagined we were yet we dnt have enough strength to break the ever growing wall of silence that appears so strong and we remain tied behind it waiting .. waiting for someone to reach out and break through ... to listen.. to understand... to hold us and tell us its all gng to be alright.. to make things right...

words like violence,

break the silence,

come crashing in.. into my little world,

painful to me,

pierce right through me,

can't you understand.

oh! my little girl,

all i ever wanted .. all i ever needed,

is here in my arms,

words are very uneceesary,

they can only do harm,

vows are spoken,

to be broken,

feelings intense,

words are trivial,

pleasures remain,

so does the pain,

words are meaningless .. and forgettable

enjoy the silence ~ depache mode