The Silence
How I wish could scream
Out everything I think and believe.
But I keep silent.
It’s what I’ve always done,
And always will,
To stay in a shell
Made up of depression and fear.
Fear I haven’t figured out yet,
But I’m still afraid.
Afraid of the past,
The present,
And what I might do to screw up the future.
The silence takes over me.
Takes me to a nonplace.
I don’t know where it is,
Where it leads to, or how to get there.
But once I’m there
I zone out and no one can touch me.
I don’t cry.
I don’t smile.
I don’t have any emotion.
This is the nonplace silence takes me.
(this is a rather old piece but one of my truer ones)
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