poetry

Sound


There’s an eerie silence surrounding me.

It lets me hear my thoughts again.

The crying. The pain. The will to not live.

Why do I go on feeling like this?

 

The screams are silent but –

They are too loud for me.

I wish I could shut them out.

Then I realize they are my own.

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