Stinging calm

Hurt. Built walls.

No tears. Not anger. Just pfft.

Clarifying myself at all times is very tiring. I guess my walls must be fortified in order to be completely chilled.

Walk. Run.
      Halt. No need to escape. Just admit the pain.

At last silence eats away at me and I make jewelry to forget.  Learning to keep going.

Not to notice the sting of a slap or the scars laid upon skin. Head held up once more.

Careful. Always careful. Names they hurt. Back away. Remain quiet. Always odd but just maintaining self until cold again. Not icy and emotionless just the coolness of nonchalant.

Time to watch the branches sway in the wind. Time to let what hurt fade into the sky.

All I can say is no. You wanna talk go ahead. I am gonna fall asleep looking out the window.

Watch as all the oddities flow away. Indeed a peaceful calm.