Loud Thoughts

My thoughts are loud tonight.
Like silence yelling through the night.
Cold and dead, yet so alive in my head.
Screaming voices telling me,
Should I tell him?
Should I set him free?
And what if there not be waiting for me,
the happiness I seek,
and how I long for thee.
How can I ever know
what it means to truly be,
when all of this is new to me.
How can I find myself in all this dark?
There has to be traces,
there has to be marks.
Nothing makes much sense to me,
but how can it? I'm too blind to see.
My thoughts are loud tonight.
Like silence yelling through the night.
Cold and dead, but for now I'll escape them and not let it spread.






[I'm obviously not that great of a song writer. Lol
but it says to write songs no matter what, and when you start to write a lot you'll finally get some good stuff. So thats what I'm doing. =] ]