Silence!
I can't hear myself think.
I said silence!
I can't make sense of this.
I weep,
I cry,
I pour my heart into this.
Yet the shackles of the chains,
And the sounds of the drums
Vibrates,
Resonates around me.
I'm losing myself.
I'm losing the person I once was.
The throbbing sounds,
The laughing voices.
Am I that fucked up?
That the noise terrifies me,
Or my illusions are deranged.
Silence!
I beg of you.
The voices are too loud.
My ears are ringing,
And my soul is humming.
I hear the echos,
And the calls,
But I won't move an inch.
For I am scared.
Scared of what those enlightened voices may say.
Scared of how their words would get to me.
Which is why I crave silence.
When it's quiet,
All is still,
And I can think.
I am at peace with silence.
And silence is peace to me.
