Killing In Silence:

This is a poem I wrote along time ago. I wrote it, but as I did, I got lost. Lost in believing that silence is always there. Always waiting to be started again, but as I said it's never forced. See I believe, silence is the most natural thing on our planet. It needs no introduction, and no meaning behind its motive. Silence can be a true killer, or a friendly pat on the back. Because it can drive you to where you think about the bad things that are engulfing your life, or it can help you finally find a hidden part in your mind you've been looking for. This poem, to me, represents how loneliness can be the deciding factor in how "silence" is portrayed. In my eyes silence is a very close dear friend.