When I Don't Speak

What I say when I don't speak.
When no sounds from my mouth leak.
Dull descriptions of None released,
muting I's voice to let the mind think.

Traits of life on paper sheets,
poetry life of what I feel,
truth of lies my eyes have seen,
lies of love in nightly dreams.

What I see when I close my windows,
shut and darkening enlight my soul,
criticism from a master and of master the king,
criticism from the only person who truly knows me.

Dirt and blood - guilty of many wrongs,
seen I's sins and dark side soul,
but also seen what makes me be the only one,
different from anyone of the many in the few - alone walking my road...