MUTE

SILENCE AS THE TEARS
RUN DOWN HER FACE
QUIET SOBS
ARE THE ONLY SOUND

SHE ROCKS BACKAND FORTH
SEEMING KIND OF CRAZY
BUT YOU'LL NEVER KNOW
WHAT GOES ON IN HER MIND

NO ONE CAN HEAR
HER SILENT SCREAMS
NO ONE CAN SEE
HER DARK SCARY DREAMS

NO ONE CAN KNOW
JUST HOW SHE FEELS
WHEN DARKNESS HAS PASSED
THE LIGHT DOESN'T HEAL

JOHANNA GRIMSTAD