Category : Poems

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I stand amongst myself in a crowd of the others. 

They walk through me with a smile, as they make their way to their companions. 

I see my own companions interacting with the others, I find that it hurts me a little for every time I look upon them.

It screams at me, purposefully doing so. 

I have long been married to silence, we find satisfaction with one another. 

We argue. 

We hug.

We like each other.

We hate each other. 

I long for company, yet I wish for silence. 

I am navigating a maze, walking through thousands of doors, and I find myself at the origin. 

I apologize to silence at times, when I leave her. 

I live blindfolded in a maze of questions. 

I live uncertain of my desires. 

The malicious thoughts ease me with them. 

Help me, Mother. 

Help me.