'silence is bliss'
they tell me
as my mouth remains shut
what is bliss?
is bliss being left alone with nothing but your own thoughts?
is bliss the feeling of losing the people you care about?
is bliss feeling trapped in your own mind?
is bliss detaching yourself from the world?
or is bliss our way of not existing?
silence is not bliss,
silence is torture.
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Late Night Thoughts
Poetry["I'm lost in a forest of thoughts and the trees are in flames."] Poems of some sort and thoughts and feelings and questions that will never be answered. Highest ranking: 73rd in poetry - 23.2.16 *cover made by @-misadventures*
