In silence you find the answers to most of life's most deadly questions. These are the kinds of questions you ask out of desperation, the ones that weasel themselves into the back of your mind during the wee hours of the night. The ones that begin as faint whispers of what could be and end as woeful pleas of what should have been. These are not simple questions and, as such, do not yield simple answers. They are the type of answers that can utterly destroy a person's soul. They are the answers that can cause the most docile people to become but emotionless echoes of their former selves and faint glimpses of what they could have been. But silence has a way of changing people.
But I for one am sick of this silence. I'm sick of listening for the sounds of someone or something trying to drag me out of this senseless pit only to find out that another day has passed and I'm still sitting here. Hoping, praying, wondering, and loving. Well damn it, my mind can only take so much of this before its broken beyond repair. And so I sat. You never came. So I hoped you hadn't forgotten me. You had. I prayed you would come save me. But sound does not penetrate this bottomless pit and my prayers were never heard. I wondered how long it would be before my nails stopped bleeding from clawing my way out of the silence of my own mind. And I loved every second of it because I knew that every inch I ascended I was leaving you with all the other demons in the past.
The silence has a way of changing people and if you listen just long enough you might be able to hear the raw strength coursing through your veins with each passing second. But you can only hear it if you choose to because, one thing I've learned about the silence, it can either spit you out or swallow you whole but in the end it will always be that choice.
And so i stand today, a child of silence and i scream my pain into the heavens. Let the eardrums of the gods them self rupture if they may but I will NOT be silenced on this day or any day hereafter.
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PoetryI'm not sure what this is or what it will be. But, then again I'm not sure of many things anymore.