Your silence is deafening
That's what my mother used to say anyways
When I sat for hours on end
My lips pressed together
My lungs afraid to breate
Muscles never twitching
I enjoyed the silence
How it made the air vibrate
How it soothed my heart
But the reason behind the silence wasn't supposed to be soothing
For it meant that words i wished to throw up
Were cowering behind my lips
Too afraid to meet my mother
Too afraid to meet the world
And so I sat in silence
As my mind screamed
Wailing words filled my head
Violent thoughts persisting
Wrecking havoc to my mind
Destroying what little sanity I had left
Insiting that I wasn't enough
And that's why I was constantly silent
Not because I was at a loss for words
But because I was litsening to them
Your silence is deafening
That's what my mother uses to say anyways
And it was for it kept me from litsening to those who were trying to help
