Untitled Randomness

I sit alone once again
While the world passes by
Memories return
Like nightmares when I sleep

Tonight I finely wept
Tears streaming down
Til I grew weak

My very heart grew cold quickly
As a sign to me
no longer must I let things get to me

Silence is what I hear
I am silent myself now
I do not speak for I wish to be silent
Things seem easier this way..