Its my need for peace that keeps me silent,
Keeps my lips sealed quiet,
lest I break the moment if I say.
But in those tranquil times,
I find denial is madness.
My insights ever piling refine my
tethered silence into lined idols.
scribbled crisis,
violence raging through fingertips
used to give my mind an outlet.
To kick intellect in text,
peel through the matrix,
a pen flowing my set mind.
Cos my mindset
is to reflect a perfect picture.
Logical sentiment from the core of my Human .
The Being seen where my heart and soul connect.
So I vent with no regrets.
Justified scribbled lines in
an attempt to self reflect.
I call it Silent violence,
My search for Self respect.
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