Too Quiet

The Silence is strangling me, I try to talk, I try to scream, But I can't. The Silence has now moved from My throat to my stomach, Pounding and Punching it. I gasp for air And try to speak In an attempt to End the Silence, End the Suffering. My head is throbbing from The memories of her swirling around in my mind. The Silence taunts me And reminds me of other times I had with her. I look to my mother Pleading for her to ease my pain. But I see she is suffering too, Not from the Silence, But from the Information. She hangs up the phone And begins to tell us, Begins to break the Silence.