The Silence Screams
The silence is killing me Is not an expression For some of us. Silence is a curse A reminder of demons that chase us Voices in our head, sins and shame We drown in the noise of the world. We need headphones in a crowd Playing music that keeps us warm Amidst cold judgemental stares. We need stories to be told to us Like when we were children To fall asleep to. Silence bothers us Like noise bothers some people. The beating of the heart, The involuntary breath The thoughts in my head I don't want to face All come haunting me at midnight In the silences And Music works its magic Drowning out everything Questionable and Tragic Drifting me to sleep As if the universe Sings me a lullaby. © Suranya
