Sitting down at the table looking around

I was nowere to be found

On this table is a broken mirror and there is a relfection colder then the sea looking back at me

I sit abit longer to try to collect myself

years pasted by silence has srung from the ground up

Lost in the forbbiden place

A place I shall not embrace

Not a freind nor a foe i'm all alone

only silence is creeping in

Frozen at this table unwilling and not feeling

i wanna shout yet no words came out

Stuck still behind the shadow of everyone else

I want to be found but I still have my doubts

anybody cares enough to hear my silent cry of dispare linguring

In this cold heavy air

i can't bare it anylonger

I feel i carry a burdden and no one else cares

saddness falls still no words no friends

only more years full of tears

I can see I can hear and taste 

but no words nor sentences will escape.

i live amoungst the unsproken wanting to be heard .

will anybody or somebody sit at this table and read me like a book

not just what you see its between the lines can you see

My story is not fully . I only want a friendly conversation to make

friends to finally make sence of thses words that want to

come out . This burden will and shall be lifted if anybody out there are

willing to listen i want the sun shine to come back out in this little dull place

were I hide i Wanna break this unspoken chain

to finally be free but most of all to finally be heard.