Silences and hallways.
Everyone's chasing delicate dreams hoping to survive every pain that accompanies.
I see every eye hides well.
The destruction resulting from every storm , surviving them all.
Pretending to be invisible here we stand.
Every coffee bleeds and every stroke of word we utter signifies us i know.
Some among us grew louder and some grew quiter.
As some were never heard and some were always ignored from days beyond recall.
While some grew warmer and some colder.
As some suffered the winter while others got scared by their own warmth.
Now we avoid eyes every time as we are fear the sinking feeling when they reveal themselves ..
yet we learned to trust ourselves and trust the ones...