No Pity For A Coward Suicide Silence Lyrics Novels & Stories

-+-+-+-+-+-+-+---+++-+-+-+-- Silence Absolute silence! The silence that could collapse the world with its atonement. The silence could kill me out any moment if I didn't move my ass. It was all murky with full of dirt, everything was flaming in a wide area and I couldn't do anything. People were shouting, and crying at the same time. They didn't know what is about to happen. What they and I can see right ahead of me was death.

I hated being referred to as a coward, it made me look weak. But Sophia's words had hit a nerve. I wasn't going to be referred to as a coward, not even by Sophia, who believed in me. I was going to do everything to make her believe in me again. ***** It was midnight, and the silence of the night was deafening. I sat alone in my room, the only sound the soft rustling of the curtains as the wind whispered through the parted fabric, revealing a glimpse of the sky. My mind was a venue of thoughts, and Sophia's words kept echoing in my head.

The conversation was long, raw, and vulnerable. Jade spoke through tears. “I never wanted to hurt you. I was scared and confused. Naming them after him felt like the only honest thing I could do in that moment.” Percival’s voice was heavy. “I chose silence because I thought loving them would be enough. But finding out this way… it broke something.”

I coughed—red blooming in my palm. I glanced around the dead courtyard. So this is it... Didn't even get to say goodbye.

I felt like an alien in my own body. "But we can't do that if we stay silent, and let them do what they want with us. Let them take away, what little bit that we hold dear in our lives." "If we stay silent like sheep, we will end being a biryani." She says. I draw my eyebrows together in confusion. She seemed to have caught on to her mistake. "I mean, we can not be lambs to be sacrificed." She corrects herself. "But the final choice is yours." I lift my eyebrows at her. This had to have a catch.

No one knew when it could reopen. Benjamin approached, wanting to offer some words of comfort, but nothing came. He, who could speak circles around anyone in business, now stood helpless and mute in front of her. Before he could speak, Nissa lifted her phone. Her eyes were dull, expression gray. On the screen was a single sentence. "Did you do this?" Benjamin froze. She suspected him? He could not believe it. A wave of cold ran through his chest, his heart gripped by grief, anger, and emptiness.

they’ll be happier without the man who ruined everything. But like some cruel habit, that same voice keeps coming back—again and again. Telling me to stop being a coward, to face reality, to open my eyes and get back to life. As if they actually knew what’s best for me. Eventually, I snap and demand they leave me the hell alone, but they never listen. So instead, I focus on the silence, on the stillness, waiting them out. Waiting for them to finally give up and go away.

On the screen, messages cut off mid-sentence: NODE 12: Lyra, please, my daughter—I never got to tell her— NODE 89: The darkness is coming. I remember this darkness. It's how they took— NODE 156: Marcus. My name is Marcus. Don't let them forget— NODE 203: Tell my daughter I loved her. Tell her every day I— Silence. Absolute, complete, devastating silence. Lyra stared at the blank screen, her hands shaking uncontrollably. She'd promised them. She'd told them they weren't alone. And now they were cut off again, perhaps forever, their final words hanging in the air like ghosts.

means anymore I don’t know if you can fix a story once people decide how it ends I type Maybe if I just stay quiet, they’ll forget then delete it The moonlight cuts through my curtains, too bright for my liking and I lie there thinking about how silence isn’t always safety sometimes it’s just surrender dressed in peace Still tomorrow I’ll walk different halls keep my head down pretend I’m invisible And maybe if I do it long enough I’ll start to believe it ---

" Boom— The thunder hit like it was aimed at me. Like something inside me just ripped apart. I wanted to vanish. To curl up somewhere no one could see me. But where? It was all rain. All thunder. All his voice, laughing. Then William called. "Joelle?" His voice was so calm, it cut through everything—the thunder, the rain, even the echo of Nathan's voice. "Are you crying?" I wanted to say no. Really tried. But nothing came out. And like my silence gave him the answer, the tears just broke loose. "Stay where you are," he said, steady as ever. "I'm coming to get you." *** Nathan was single again. A bunch of spoiled rich kids threw a "singles party" at the club, drowning in shots and laughs.