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The ironies...Topic of careers class: Communication...Make a list of things that impede communication.
Hello, darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision
That was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
Beneath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed
By the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share...
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.
"Fools," said I, "you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows."
"Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed in the wells of silence.
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said: "The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls,
And whisper'd in the sound of silence."
Standing tall, pleading, staying here. I will not leave. And I will not give up. I cannot. I never have. But silence is slowly killing me. Complete silence will destroy me. Three...Silence times three. And lies from what I've been told. They ask me if I would rather they lie to me...she asked me...How am I supposed to handle THAT? I would NEVER rather be lied to. When someone is upset, I prefer to know!
I think this is the darkest post I have ever put on here...My mood is dark, yes, but don't worry about it. Like I have always said, the sun always comes up, and today is like any other day.
last modified Jan 25, 2005 at 6:45
Je sais que la silence existe toujours. Moi aussi je' l'hait. Le soleil, oui, ca leve toujours, et meme les jours nuages il est la.
Ne t'excuse jamais a moi. Il n'y a pas de raison pour ca.
Je t'aime, pour toujours et longtemps apres. Et je suis aussi toujours ici.
*hugs*
La silence existe toujours, et je l'haïe. "C'est rien" "Je suis okay!" "Point me bug." C'est dans ces mots qu'elle vie, qu'elle nous entour. Mais ma fille, ton perpective est bon, la soleil lêve toujours, et aujourd'hui c'est vrai comme les autres jours. Je t'aime ma ange, forever and for always.
Je sais, que moi aussi, je suis silente les jours. Hier soir, c'était un de ces jours. Je m'excuse, mais je n'avais pas contrôle de ce que je disais, je ne te voulais pas faire mal. Je suis meilleur aujourd'hui, peut-être je trouverai la condfidence de te dirai ce qui était.
*hugs*
M'écrit, me téléphone. N'importe quand ma fille, je suis toujours ici.
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