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?