Silence - Release

Holding her head

she's walking the room

to keep those voices inside

from eroding her mind

she opens a window

to stretch out her head

there the voices cease

in

silence, silence, release

To free her voices

she sculptures shouting heads

plastered witnesses of her pain

of her madness

her cries for safety

but her fellows

couldn't read those

One thousand shouting heads,

for each voice one

in my head and in my room

and from time to time

I open up a window

to stretch out my head

to ease my troubled mind

in

silence, silence, release

Thinking those voices

could once and forever disappear

and leave her

if she'd kept her head

outside the window

she takes the step outside

into the final release

into

silence, silence, release

Tourists took photographs

of that bizarre piece of art

her ultimate sculpture

made of her wrecked husk

made in'

silence, silence, release