Utter Silence
Utter Silence.
You stare at the page wondering where it all went wrong;
Was it you?
No, that can’t be right…
But then if it wasn't you then you wouldn't be here at this moment.
You wouldn't be here in the dead of night.
here with just your thoughts-
Just you-
You are what's wrong-
No.
The Utter Silence seems to agree.
Who let it have a say in this anyways?
… Was it you?
Because you’re afraid of The Utter Silence,
It entraps you-
makes you start to think about the things you did and can never recover from
It makes you question-
makes you paranoid-
makes you think there's always someone waiting in the corner.
And you can’t do anything about it.
The Utter Silence seems to agree.
Who even started listening to it in the first place?
Oh… It was you.
Because you’re afraid of The Utter Silence,
you put in headphones to drown it out.
You listen to music so loud that your brain can feel the bass…
but its never loud enough.
“Louder, Louder until I can't hear it anymore” The scared part of you screams
The Utter Silence seems to agree
Copyright © Kris Harrell | Year Posted 2022
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