Romans & histoires No Pity For A Coward Suicide Silence Lyrics

On this silent night, I can hear my silent cries the loudest. 🔸🔸🔸

Some seconds passed in silence, my heavy breathing began following the unrushed pace of his one, and my heartbeats seemed to adapt to the rhythm of his calm steady heartbeats I could feel. "I am weak, pathetic, a fucking coward," I wept, "I should not stay alive." "Everyone in this world is a coward at some point. There are times when everyone is weak and pathetic," He spoke, his voice void of any sentiments, "It's how life is ." "Then I don't want to stay alive, you hate me anyways. Why don't you just kill me and end this?" He did not say anything and for the next few moments, none of us did. A hush fell between us but for once, this silence did not feel uncomfortable or suffocating.

"Hello darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone 'Neath the halo of a street lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence And in the naked light, I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs that voices never share And no one dared Disturb the sound of silence "Fools", said I,

Johan please come back I miss you. I shut my eyes , no glimpse of light , I go in silence , and I scream in my mind, what in the heavens did I do wrong , to feel such hell , would this pain end shortly , Or would it last long? (Written by Kurt Geric Dili.) There's no more you and I feel more lonely , there's no more you and my tears seam not to flow , there is pain everywhere ,yet it seems not to show , my blood is oozing out of my scars yet I feel no pain , just numb , I feel just numb ,like a broken piece of glass . I wrote this down in my notepad .

Johan please come back I miss you. I shut my eyes , no glimpse of light , I go in silence , and I scream in my mind, what in the heavens did I do wrong , to feel such hell , would this pain end shortly , Or would it last long? (Written by Kurt Geric Dili.) There's no more you and I feel more lonely , there's no more you and my tears seam not to flow , there is pain everywhere ,yet it seems not to show , my blood is oozing out of my scars yet I feel no pain , just numb , I feel just numb ,like a broken piece of glass . I wrote this down in my notepad .

Luca’s chest heaved, his voice sharp with pain. “Don’t do this to me, Amara. Don’t leave me alone in this void. If you love me, if you’ve ever loved me, don’t let silence be the answer.” Amara’s hands trembled in her lap, white-knuckled, but still her lips would not move. The weight of every unspoken word pressed against her throat like stone. Ethan tilted his head, almost tender. “You don’t need to save him. Silence can be liberation.”

They had taken some of the cost. Another time, they walked into an area of complete, deafening silence. The Hungry Silence. It pressed in on them, seeking to devour their thoughts. Lyra, terrified, began to cry, but no sound came out. It was Kael who acted. He didn't hum. He stomped his foot on the ground. Just once.

To take back the years he stole from me. "I’ll make you crawl, Kieran," I whispered to myself, staring at the cracked ceiling above. "And when you do, don’t expect grace. Because I’ve been silent for too long. And silence—it taught me how to hate properly."

“You think you’re the hero, the savior. But you’re just a coward, hiding behind your ideals. You don’t have what it takes to win. You never did.” I looked up at her, my vision blurring, and saw the truth in her eyes. She was afraid. Afraid of being alone, of being powerless. Afraid of dying. And in that moment, I felt a surge of pity for her. She was just a girl, like me, trying to find her place in a world that didn’t care. But pity wouldn’t save my friends. Pity wouldn’t stop her.

My stomach burned from hunger until it stopped burning and just felt numb. I had screamed until my voice died. I had cried until I had no tears left. Now all I could do was breathe slowly and hope my mind wouldn’t fall apart. I leaned my head against the wall. My vision blurred. Everything spun. Maybe this was how people disappeared— not with a gunshot, not with blood, just with silence. But even when I no longer believed in being saved… even when I knew no one could hear me… I still opened my mouth. “L… Luca…”