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)