sometimes, i want to scream but screaming is not in my nature, so i shut down and sleep for days and days and days. until i wake up and i feel completely silence.
as you lie there in the quiet of your awakening, you notice a subtle shift in your perception. the silence that once felt suffocating begins to embrace you like a comforting blanket. it's as if the stillness has seeped into your soul, soothing the restless turmoil within.
with each breath, you feel a sense of calm washing over you, replacing the need to scream with a newfound serenity. as you bask in this newfound tranquility, you realize that sometimes, the loudest battles are fought and won in the quietest moments of surrender.
|prose poetry|
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Whispers of the Soul
Short StoryA collection of my written poem, prose, sonnets, verses and short stories. *** The works I'll be publishing are my accounts of practicing creative writing, because I want to be literate in this kind of art. Aside from that, I write as a hobby and to...