Silence

This silence that surrounds me
The voices speak louder
My breathing is an echo
My thoughts cumbersome
My pen on paper a constant scratch
Yelling back at me
This pulsing I belive to be my heart
Beats in a constant rythm
This ringing in my ears
A testament to the quiet
It’s melody I need
Notes, stanzas, words
To fill this aching silence
To placate the voices
To stop the echos
It’s music we crave
To keep us from madness.

Your Beloved Author,
Sandra Easter

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