Silence
Silence
The dead Silence
That even the smallest sound would shatter
It is my closest friend
My only friend since ages
Passing out of memory
It knows my secrets
My fears
My loves, my hates
My sorrows, my joys
It is my sole confidant
The only I trust
It shall never betray
My secrets it will keep
For all eternity
It gives me comfort
Like the sheltering arms of a mother
Shielding from reality
Keeping me sane
When otherwise I would lose all sanity
It is my protector
The only thing that hears me cry
From my sorrowful memories
From before time existed
In the time where hell reigned
On this miserable Earth
Sealing me from the rest of the world
Ever to endure this pain I feel
No respite from this torture
The only thing
That helps heal my wounds
Is Silence
My protector
My friend
My only hope
My love
My hate
My joy
My sorrow
Me
Copyright © Collin Wofford | Year Posted 2006
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