I enjoy Silence

I fear what i don't say, It builds up and I can take it to a point. The pain of words is like knives into my very being. I feel like I'm going to Implode, you speak down to me like a child and expect the best from me. Sometimes I cannot bear the burden of your words, they weigh on me like a crushing load. I feel like everything said by me is nothing to you but a sick joke. You never seem to care until I quit speaking and don't answer your meaningless questions. It's not like you expect me to answer, You enjoy the resonating sound of your voice.


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