He never knew that silence could kill,
Literally.
No sound of storm, no raging rain, no trembling thunder.
Only
The sound of his world falling apart.
He never knew that loneliness could kill,
When not alone.
No light of laughter, no fun with friends, no kind conversations.
Only
Distance between him and the world.
He never knew that tears could kill,
Drowning.
No silent smiles, no daring dreams, no high hopes.
He was only
Choking in a crying heart.
We dwaalden en verdwaalden en noemden sterren naar onszelf.