Reclusive Silence

Inside, tender yearnings of a child hide, afraid to speak or quench the silence, lest abusive undertakings fill more of life. Watching many facets of relationships expending themselves in daily friendships, wishing to become a part also of this world. Running through hundreds of situations, never touching limits of expansion, forever limited to inner boundaries. Daring not to venture far, because pain and sorrow are the only things held reservedly for self alone. Turning eyes away from living, climbing down the stairs inside, reading, writing, reclusively becoming the silence cast upon them from birth.