Silence
Fearful of the sound,
I fill it with the mundane.
It always comes around,
And it makes me insane.
It feels like I can’t escape,
I wonder why I’m alone.
My mouth lies agape,
But now my cover is blown.
I can’t barely speak.
I can’t even breathe.
My being feels meek,
And it makes me seethe.
No wonder I’m laid bare.
I fought this tooth and nail.
Now it’s all that’s there,
And I know I constantly fail.
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