The strings start to shiver as the words move silently
Aroused by what they hear
The pieces fall into place
As the strings tangle into the web
You've created by the misuse of silent words
Crowding you and your mind
Growing deeper at each hushed pass
Deeper
Deeper
Deeper
Until it breaks the core
Inside
And
Outside
Becoming the still doll
That you have created yourself
Too bad isn't it?
