i take a few steps
back to look at the
scenery before me.
i wonder if maybe
i should spew the
words my heart
so much desires.
the scenery looks
like a wildfire filled
with disastrous
complications.
the scenery looks
to be filled with
more problems
than peace.
the scenery looks
like pain and
heartache.
the scenery looks
like a dead end
leading to absolutely
n o w h e r e .
these words will
only add more
fuel to a fire that
can’t be put out.
– my silence has always been the loudest conversation in the room
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