Silence of Words

Silence, the only thing I can hear
Nothing, but empty words ringing in my ears.
The blistering and bruising of broken words,
The deafening ruin can only occur.


The mutter of the murr of a silent murmur,
can summit to ultimate suffer to churn.
Inside, the indefinite spare of indifferent lies,
broke through a mask of a mysterious disguise.


True and subtle, the quickest whisper,
turn and change a smile so sinister.
Shifting and twisting a silent glare,
manufactures another fire flare.