Silence.
It is the loudest thing I'll ever hear.
It is the echo of all the words I couldn't say to you.
It is the reflection of the looks you gave me.
Silence.
It is the sound of your anger,
Of your hatred personified.
It is the lullaby of your insults carrying me to sleep.
Silence.
It is the shadow that follows me as anxiety chokes me from saying how I truly feel.
Silence.
It is the demon that surrounds me,
It is the loneliness that wraps itself around me like a cocoon.
It in the hand strangling me from speaking out too soon.
Silence.
Is what they say to you when your thoughts are not what they should be.
Because good girls believe in themselves and want to look pretty.
Silence.
Is what you say to the thoughts at the end of the day,
As they swirl through your head keeping you awake.
Silence.
