noisy silence

this is the silence that seeps into my pores and doesn't let me go. This is the silence I am left sitting with...in. Reminding me of everything I am....everything I am not. screaming in my face, shattered glass that rips my cheek into a thousand fragments, and all the while my only response remains... is it over yet?

Holidays are a social creation to appease and fulfill, to distract and thrill, To remind us why we play the role, follow the rules, pay the toll
and become the fools...

... I for one, am no exception.

how much is a friendship worth?

It is a thin and fickle line that divides forgiveness and love, especially when you are caught in between.

none

how high can you build your walls before your conquistador feels defeated enough to leave you behind for good?
How do you know if you need more bricks, or if in fact it's demolition time?
Since when has investing in your own protection been politically and socially incorrect?

you are invisible

is it becoming easier to hide from each other, while giving out the false impression that we can't wait to "connect"?

less of a lie

if it's less of a lie then is it more of the truth, or just empty space between the two?