Silence hurts,like those piercing eyes
I am not empty yet
Dig myself deeper just to stay warm
Not used to the cold
The clouds so low they touch the ground
then begin to vanish
Breath smoothing your neck
How close,does become shivers.
I climb,I climb,until I can not hear
This high,brings not knowing.
When did curiosity become an enemy?
I stepped outside the door,a mirror on the opposite
Showing me different faces
The edges of curled lips sunk in,revealing what I let go of
Silence does not have to hurt
As long as I lay right into your eyes,lay right into
eyes
You know I am not empty yet
Lay right into me
Into me.
