Quiet is Violent

It is Sunday early in the morning and he is already downstairs, the shop already smells like baked chocolate chip cookies. When he finished the slow process of measuring, sifting, and stirring, the dough rises in the oven and the house becomes saturated with the scents of butter and flour and chocolate.  As the process is almost ready, he starts washing and cleaning the equipments he has just used, leaving everything in the kitchen shiny and tidy.  The cookies are ready, he takes them out and put them on the marble table. As he waits for them to cool down, he starts making a list of the supplies he needs to buy that day. He checks the huge fridge and the cupboards, making sure he didn't forget to write down anything that is missing. Once the cookies are cool enough, he puts them in a small container, gets the shopping list and goes outside.  His shop is at the far end of a peaceful street not very close from downtown. Despite the time, movement can be already...

Chon opens his eyes before the alarm clock goes of. It is warm and comfortable in the bed, and part of him wants him to tuck himself under the blankets more, to sleep on just a few more minutes. But he knows he can't do that. He gets up and stretches, checking the time: 2:45 am. He's up fifteen minutes earlier, like always. He considers not putting the alarm clock on anymore, for he never needs it to wake up. But it's better to leave it there, just in case. His slippers are on the side of the bed. He puts them on and goes to the bathroom. The lights are kept off, he lets the water flows a bit to warm up, and then washes his face and brushes his teeth. Then he opens the wardrobe in the bedroom. It is not hard to choose an outfit - his clothes are all the same. He picks the gray plain t shirt, black jeans, equally black sneakers and a red cap with the initials M. D. A. written on it. Once he's dressed, it is time for breakfast. The kitchen is small but pr...

I stare at the tube in silence. I've been looking at it for a few minutes now and it has been the same thing – red fluids floating in the black tube, but not leaking out of it. I wished I could get closer to take a look, but the heat emanating from it is too strong. I can only observe from a distance. I have the theory that the light in there is somehow linked to the white cable on the floor and goes up to a hole in the wall. I don't know where it goes after the wall; maybe to a gigantic generator or another instrument that might give the things inside the tube life. But well, since I'm pretty sure nothing will happen, I leave the big room that is used for storing all sorts of interesting and weird things. There's something hanging from one of the white walls. I don't know what it is. I used to look at it, but it does not move. I think it is made of silver, but I can't be sure. It is actually a good thing that it does not move because, whenever I look...

Sometimes, laying on the floor in the comfort of my house, when the evening sun starts to disappear into the horizon and the night chill comes to fill the air, I wonder what else is there to be seen. I wonder what is the world like on the other side, with its different people and food and colors. I hear the Lord approaching. It is good when he comes and talks to me. I know he appreciates me and enjoys my presence, but what I really like is when he gives me permission to leave the house. It is when the adventure begin. I run through all the places that are known to me, places I used to visit all the time in the past, and I feel like I own the streets. The wind blows in my face and I feel light and free. Every night, running wildly, there is no better feeling. And there are so many things to see! Even though I go to the same places, I always find something different to appreciate and discover new things. There are mysteries behind every corner and exciting stories in...

I opened my eyes slowly. I tried to breathe and it felt like my lungs were going to collapse. Pain was all over my body and it was impossible to move. I could see I was laying in a room. It was cold, a faint light would come through an opening in the only visible window. I was right in the middle of the little room. On my right side there was a table and a wooden chair. On the far end of the room, to my left, a door. I was having difficulty remembering the last events. I didn’t know how I got there. In my head, everything was messy and there was a fog of doubt covering everything. I closed my eyes and tried to focus. I tried to remember.  I was running through the building on fire. Luna was by my side, making noises that indicated we were didn’t have much time. Everything around us was falling apart, the fire licking and taking over the whole place. Black smoke was covering my view and invading my nostrils, making it hard to breathe. A gigantic wooden door ...

My body is on fire My skin is red and wounded And everyone that tries to approach me Gets burned My mind is out of control It is screaming at me so loud Doesn’t give me a moment of peace I slash myself with a whip In an attempt to take control again In a desperate try To make the thoughts go away But the pain has no effect on my body anymore Nothing is alright Nothing is working anymore I’d do anything to stop feeling the way I do But I guess there is just tragedy in my veins Dark predictions instead of human blood I will never heal I will never be ok again It is getting harder and harder to breathe As the waves of desolation keep crashing around me Please, tie my hands right now Before they get Out of control again My hands are getting Out of control Again.

Sometimes I wonder Just how much could change in only a couple of weeks And how the hell it got to be the way it is now Do you ever think about the times we shared? Looking back on all of those nights I took for granted And all of the memories we didn't share Makes me realize that I only have myself to blame And I'm sorry that I ever made you feel this way (It is my fault you feel this way). I just wish I could make you happy one last time And I can't believe that I ever made you feel this way before (It is my fault you feel this way). I think some words can never be unspoken I guess some wounds were never meant to heal All that is left of us is a broken family and a heart that will not heal I can no longer remember how it feels to hold you in my arms The way it felt when I would have you close to me And I would know that everything was okay As long as your were here with me But you are not here with me And we've both gotten a broken heart I...

I hear the cry Of the black birds in the distance Today it is going to rain Today sad drops will fall Over sad people with broken hearts The clouds are getting darker And thunders are louder The heartless wind blows The sky cries as everybody runs Trying to find a shelter from such odd weather Today it is going to be cold And the noise will be replaced With sweet silence of relief They will notice their eyes Shining brighter than before They will see the bodies collapsing Lying lifeless on the floor As they have already done before The sky's getting darker It is time to go I will gaze back at the clouds And let the torment take me Today an angel is going to die again

I’ve got a different story That has nothing to do what They’ve told you about her. In the end she kills herself And nobody knows why Except from her and myself In the end, she dies Because the voices wouldn’t stop screaming The ghosts wouldn’t stop coming The bad memories made the days unbearable And nightmares made the nights frightful. There is no happy ending And nobody is safe From the thoughts that storm the fragile heads Of people who think they’re in control. Nobody noticed what was happening Nobody remembered what she had gone through She was lost and lonely Afraid of collapsing again So she took some pills Believing they could make her fly They could make her like the moon Shining even in the darkest nights Nightlock! Nightlock! Nightlock! In the end she kills herself And I am the only one who knows why.

She was a fallen angel Corrupted by sin Trapped in the human condition A broken soul with a beating heart “She will never heal” I don’t believe them I refuse to drown in the grace of ignorance. I am covered with scars But I won’t be fooled like them Forever with the voices in my head Telling me it’s the right thing to do. Black tears of despair Dripping from my face And staining my once pure and white skin But I don’t believe them I know I’m still fine and She is the one She is damaged but I will try to fix her Holding her in my arms Feeling the heartbeat so close to my empty chest. Maybe this will help me as well. Maybe her passionate red eyes Will melt the coldness of mine. And then she could help me Learn how to breathe again Learn how to live again If I get to save her, I might find a way to save myself.

The water storms The inside of me It washes away the pain And for a moment I Forget my mistakes And I Can close my eyes to rest again The thunder cracks in the sky are so loud that I can barely hear my thoughts Oh, I don’t wanna hear my thoughts I wanna listen to the windy storm And wait in silence for the blizzard As I lay on the top of this cliff I am safe up here The velvet drops will clean up my mind clean up my soul And I will be filled with blue And I will be taken home The forest is my shelter Height is not a limit I will let it rain over me And I will be whole again Take me home, make me pure So that I can be ok again Sweet and cold, It’s going to the place I belong to Tired, but never again hopeless, I am going to the place I belong to.

1. In one sentence, who are you? 2. In one word, what do you live for? 3. What is worth the pain? 4. What will you never give up on? 5. What do you always try to avoid? 6. What do you take for granted every day? 7. What do you need most right now? 8. What’s the best advice you have ever given to yourself? 9. Happiness is_________? 10. What would you do differently if you knew nobody would judge you? 11. What kind of people does the world need more of? 12. What does beautiful look like in the dark? 13. What is the most beautiful thing you’ve seen today? 14. What’s one problem you’re thankful you don’t have? 15. What’s something nobody could ever steal from you? 16. Who would you like to forgive right now? 17. What is the most valuable life lesson you learned from a mistake? 18. Happiness is not__________? 19. Who are you grateful for? 20. What’s something simple that makes you smile 21. What gives you hope? 22. What do you want to remember forev...

My nightmares I think they're coming to life Because everything that's happening In front of my eyes Is everything That terrifies me and makes me want to die It is cold inside my head I think I am being poisoned By the death thoughts inside my head Where I began to feel safe The shadows follow me And I know I am at the edge As my vision blurs again I cannot jump I cannot step back I am losing control It happens all the time I am afraid here Take me to darker places Before they come back to me I need to keep on breathing In and out I have who I have become Save me from myself Before I lose control again I am losing the fight once again I don't want to feel like that anymore Tell me I will be okay To wake up to live another day into this No, I don't wanna wake up anymore Take all of this away Bring me back to life I am tired and I need to rest To be able to face another day Take all of this away Please bring me back to life I don't...

I walk in silence, stepping on dead leaves and dreams. Everything in deadly quiet – except my heart. It is beating on my ears. The sound is so loud I wonder if anybody else can hear it. But there’s no one else here. I am walking through this sea of trees. It doesn’t matter where I look to – it all seems exactly the same. Once, the forest used to provide me some short of relief, and here, gladly, I feel it as well. I feel protected, I feel powerful, I feel… Free. There are colored ribbons tied in some trees – it’s a trick for the undecided ones, to find their way back through the woods, because somehow, deep into the endless green, they’ve found hope. The trees here have seen so much! If only they could talk… There are stories hanging from the branches, screams held inside the trunks. If only I could unlock all the words stuck on these limbs… If only I could revive all the dreams and hopes that here have faded away… So withered and dead, like the brown leaves. I know I can’t. I ...

Pretty little girl, why are you so sad? Please come closer, tell me where does it hurts so bad You are wearing this smile But your eyes show you are in pain Just come over, listen me for a little while I will make you feel right again Will you let me play with your delicate hair? What they have done to you isn’t fair Let me wipe away the tears running down your face And comfort you with a warm and gentle embrace They don’t understand you, I know it and I can tell The same thing has happened to me as well That endless struggle we have to face every day But if we fight together, we can make it all go away I will be there, ‘cause eventually you will fall But you will recover the strength and will tear down that wall I will support, help and love you – I am your friend At your best, at your worst – there by your side I will stand Take my hand, you won’t have to walk alone anymore The scars you have only make me love you more We will face, we will fight, we will overcome...

I know I am lost The silence falls upon me Like a heavy blanket But I am not scared I start to find this silence Comforting I am not ok I am lost But it is alright My heart sinks into my chest I am not ok anymore Though this is not the end This can't be the end Lay me down to rest In this bed I made for myself I cannot leave this bed May I stay here forever? I've made promises I was unable to keep Broken promises that stare at me I am a coward and I don't want to leave my bed My heart sinks My mind is gone I don't wanna leave my bed I am not ok anymore.

I walk these streets alone Wondering why the fireworks Are so distant yet so loud The sound hurts my ears I feel they bleeding as time passes Wishing the rain would fall again How I wished I would not care anymore It would make it easy To say goodbye and disappear Gone forever Fading into the night Like sulfur and charcoal Once bright, exploding in the sky Now gray dust Useless Worthless Gone into the vastness Of the sky The words bleed quietly Flowing, flowing And I wished it were my blood Flowing, flowing I walk these streets alone Enjoying  the dazzling magic of fireworks Wishing I was like them Wishing it were easy to disappear.

I've been stuck on this place For two long weeks Unable to face the moon There is so much darkness here I write every hour that passes on the walls Staining the bricks with blood From my fingertips Soon this will be over I will not stay in this cage forever When the rain comes again My anger will be released A storm is coming Forget the illusion of safety None is safe There is no escape You’d better run for your life While you can But there is no escape Suffering is your reality And we're all going to die.

These voices Like knives on my head I am bounded to this pain With anchors Torn apart Every sharp-razor piece Bleeds I let myself get broken Because I am tired I gave up And soon you will too Once you enter the game You've already lost It's over Running in circles through fire There is no escape Let it go There is so much pain Let it go You will be proved wrong Start to beg Bury yourself Shameful hopeless Scream ‘till your lungs explode Do you really think you will make it out alive? I don't think so.

Oh, freezing moon Mesmerizing is its Power Glowing bright among the dark And when its energy melts Stars are born. Freezing moon So beautiful, Yet so lonely May this supreme force Blind the weak ones! May you not get caught With hunger May the urge for forever Not enslave you For the goddess above us Keep the brighter stars For the selfish ones.