some people believe
the pen is mightier than the sword
but if words have that much power
then how did your silence
cause me so much pain?
this dark room you’ve locked me in
this static buzzing in my ears,
they’re eating me alive
rapidly
agonizingly.
if i were a negative,
waiting for development
so i could display an image
instead of conjuring it in my head,
i might have been killed by insanity.
so please answer me
say a word or two,
the first verse of your favourite song
or your favourite poem,
because i need to know you’re still there
i need you to be alive.