silence
silence
silence got me here
silence built up slowly
each unspoken syllable
another brick in the wall
mortared together with
fatigue and boredom
built so thick and sturdy
that it took over everything
and has become
my closest companion
©2011-Art Belliveau
01 April 2011
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I tend to bottle up my thoughts and leave them that way. I sometimes let it build up to the point where breakdown is ineveitable-- I'm getting better though. You're poem reminds me that somethings can not be left bottled too long.
And when left bottled and under pressure, those things sometimes explode in your face.
Well said!
Silence is not always golden..
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