I’m afraid of the silence
Afraid of what I might find when I explore my mind When the music goes mute and leaves me with nothing but my thoughts I am terrified I have spent years muting my feelings What have I hid away? What lives down in the deepest, darkest corner of my mind? Only the silence will reveal them Only the silence is quiet enough to hear their whispers Quiet enough for them to crawl into the light To be seen by me and only me As I sit alone in this empty room With just the sounds of the ghosts and creatures Crawling, reaching, striving to be seen I’m terrified Actually terrified What lives within me? What monsters have I hidden? What goes on in my mind when I can’t hear it? When I can’t see it? What is brewing in the darkness? What is speaking in the silence? |
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