It’s harder to breathe than to talk

And I’m silent enough

Be patient with me when I stutter

I can fall further

Once the emperor of all quiet spaces,

I’ve grown pathetic

Just one deception has made me generic;

I wasn’t ready

I’ve been silenced

Drowning in silence

Just a second in time, I’ve been sleeping

Dreading the waking

Wish I could always be holding this feeling,

Forever sealed here

This space is cold to my touch, I’m still bleeding

I’m out of touch

When the Ides of March comes early evening

I’ll owe them much

I’ve been silenced again

I’m silent again