silence.

It has been ages since the weather has changed,
ages since I have had my chance to escape.

The pointless abuse, deafening.
The enprisonment to a place called home, smuthering.

My body is shutting down.
What makes this feeling any different though?

Everytime I speak to you,
my body malfunctions.
My heart collapses.

In one ear and out the other, your words flow,
flooding the empty space around my brain.
Drowning it of all the hopes and dreams I ever had.

We used to fight over pointless things,
any bullshit reason we found to struggle about.

But now I just ignore it all.
I close my eyes.
And fight the pressure.

Running away from the problems
probably doesnt solve anything.

But sadly, Id rather hurt myself,
second after second,
and hold my breathe.

Because the silence puts me at peace.