Chaotic Silence by Alejandro N. Marrero 7/2/2020

I’ve been given silence as a weapon and fell in love with its promises
The facade of fortitude in my mind has nothing and acted out in dominances
With a casual hand placed near the ground I feel I can crack this world like a comet
That would surely make a sound but only if others were there to hear it and who screams when they drown it?
I’m contemplating liberation
Such sweet extant like release of mental projections
There isn’t anything I want any more than the usual
It may seem untrue but with the right phrasing it’s not upon careful perusals
I’m not one for a clear conscience as it’s something I’ve always felt lives too far away
Left somewhere in my first or even second summer’s decades
It’s a battle to understand why power makes me want to both break and heal the world in equal measure
That state of mind that always reacts so poorly in constant pressure
I’m not what you think I am in fact maybe you are what you think I may be
After all the world hasn’t broken or cracked yet so of course it couldn’t of been me

I’ve been given silence as a weapon and fell in love with its promises
The fortitude in my mind has everything and nothing it wants of us

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