The Sound of Silence
As you breathe in and out, you hear nothing,
yet when you listen, you hear everything
The thoughts in your mind, the pain in your body,
they're set free, only to be caught and trapped soon enough
You savor the feeling, wondering what it is, what's happening,
when nothing is happening, only silence
You listen, searching for something.. but what?
You hear nothing but a tiny little roar in your ear..
a roar that if you listen to, could speak a million voices
But it doesn't, it speaks only one language,
a language we all know, just don't care to speak
It could clear an ocean, or mop a floor,
but with it, you feel safe
It's an outlet for you burdens, letting them roam free,
out of your mind, and into the world
You're in a place where nothing can hurt you,
and then before you know it, it's gone
The pain returns and deep down inside,
you can still feel the silence
You can still hear the roar,
and you hate yourself for losing it.
But you know it will come again soon,
you feel like you need it, like it's your own medicine.
And you know how to find it.
Silence is everywhere,
in the loudest of places, all you've got to do is look.
It's like a shadow, you can't erase it,
and all you need to find it, is a little sun.
You don't even have to search,
all you have to do is listen, and you can hear,
The Sound of Silence
Copyright © Aaron Guttery | Year Posted 2012
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