Quiet hours

Silence was an enemy but as the years went on,
I felt myself slipping away I was gone.
Silence was an enemy now a friend,
I find myself afraid of when the silence might end.
Silence was an enemy now I embrace it,
Silence is where I find myself where I truly fit.
Silence was an enemy now I need it to live,
To stay in the silence what wouldn't I give?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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January 15, 2024 at 9:48 AM
Your poem beautifully captures the evolving relationship with silence, transforming it from an adversary to a cherished companion. The progression through the verses reflects a personal journey, and the contrast in emotions towards silence is palpable...
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January 18, 2024 at 8:59 AM
Thank you so much I try really hard to let emotions show through my words and I'm glad you picked up on those emotions.
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