Silence isn't quiet
gentle
soft
empty...
It isn't fragile
compliant
complacent
and loving...
It isn't golden
nor treasured
or held with dream's delight...
...for some.
"Silence..."
Silence is noise so loud you can't hear.
Its the volume of the anger in another's eyes,
the distance a broken heart FALLS
til it reaches the rocks it shatters
SOUND-LESS-LY
as it disintegrates through them.
Silence is the crowded room
you can only exist within;
the walls you didn't build -
surrounding, enclosing... tightening, strangling.
Silence is the sound of footsteps you never heard...
just wished,
and the echo inside -
of feeling the hand you hadn't held.
Silence is the tear as it forms
behind, within, and infront of your eye
for only reasons YOU know
or never knew...
until
the silence
IS
you.
Chris