TRM (7/21/92 / Rochester MN)

Silence Vs Words

Your silence is what kills the most
Strangling me tight from the inside
Its the noose around my heart
And the thorn in my eye
Its the storm that tears at my body
The fires that ravage my very soul
Its the pain inside my heart
The ice that makes me cold
Your words are still so tender
Gentle razors to my skin
Drawing blood from such delicate veins
Sweet surrender with such sin
They are bullets to my head
Puncturing straight into my brain
The sedative I'm given
When your slowly driving me insane

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