When I'm alone I tend to talk to myself.
Almost as if I'm talking to someone.
The more I talk,
The more it hits me no one is listening.
The words that once came out of my mouth,
are now slowly fading away.
Until its silent.
I guess the silence scares me.
The thought of being alone terrifies me,
so i fill the silence with my voice in its replacement.
the silence is gone, yet I'm still alone,
Yet to stay silent once again.
Just an entity,
in the big void i call my head.