Silence

 

Silence is the most loudest thing I have ever heard

I tend to crave for its attention yet I shun away.

it makes me internalize my thoughts.

Makes the woman in me present, in doubt

Makes my paranoia come to sit a bay,

Make my heart sit on a race track like a Saturday,

 

Silence it’s the thing I yearn for yet I shun away,

It keeps me from sleeping and thinking it’s like the worst thing of the ending of my day ,

Silence it’s my anxiety next door neighbor

That calls the adrenaline gland for shot vodka

On a Wednesday morning.

 

Silence the one thing I yearn for yet shun away,

Makes the cries of my soul louder,

Makes the tears saltier,

And the sobs heavier.

My chest seems to give in like a pothole miles away .

 

I tend to wait for silence knocking on my door,

Listening for heavy foot prints that sounds like my heart on the worst day

Whispering in my ear that it’s never going away ,

Leaving a constant reminder of its ringing sound of whistles and bells.

 

Silence it’s the one thing I yearn for yet  I shun away ,

it’s the loudest thing I ever heard ,

Making it hard to hear my own thoughts.

It’s the thing I follow in my dreams just to get some peace.

It’s the thing that makes time slow down and breathing harder.

 

Silence it’s the one thing I yearn for yet I shun away.

It’s the validation to my confirmation that I seem to need when I pray

, it’s the answer to the unanswered question of my life.

It’s the salvation and sacrifice that I’m making for a future I may regret.

 

Silence it’s the one thing I need yet shun away.

It’s my peace and sanity, it’s my map filled with uncertain fantasies

 

Silence,

 

It’s the one thing I need yet I shun away.