Silence

They say silence is violence, But it felt the easiest way to avoid yours. I never knew how deafening the hush was to your ears. But don’t think that when I’m quiet That I am not speaking, In my head I am on a tirade That won’t stop for days. See I learned what you did not, To think before I speak. It’s just I obsessively overprocess And lose my opportunity to tell you, Eloquently, What’s really going on.