neeyee:

If truly,
silence is golden
then surely a dumb
man is opulent. and a
talkative will die in poverty.

Paradoxically, our thoughts
are help captive by this
obscured phrase of
our past unsaid.
Tick Tock and
time flies…

Truth
(i think) is
that nature rewards
the cautious mind and 
drunk-sincere heart who
confesses  how  it feels in
this gutters of forlorn love.

Cos i’ll rather have silver
in my hand,by speaking.
Than molten gold
burn my veins.
But then 
i doubt
fate.