Noise

there's a room I go and talk to

as the walls of my past listen to the secrets that lie hidden

until a silence falls my speech falters and fails

there is no reason, no reason why I should lose myself

in the noise and earthquakes of the words of my mistakes

as I don't care about any word that leaves my breath

travels through those walls and be heard,...over and over again

it will be my yesterdays words that will fall in ruin

as their dust settles down, covering those words once spoken

burying their sound in not a shy way

slowly I am getting up, starting over knowing mistakes 

have a reason of learning as they always do, over and over again.

 

(c) JR. 2025