My silent notes

I lay here and wonder if I should share these thoughts as I never get to. Or should I just let my notes take all the silence away, even though the only words I hear are my own echoes. Maybe if I said it once then I would have the confidence to always give myself the chance. To never be silent and let my words match the air pressed against my lungs. The dragon's breath waits in the castle called my chest. It all just needs a little spark. Then I won't need my silent notes because they would all have burned away.