You put up walls all around you...no buildings
Silence so still it makes my ear drums swell as if I were swimming in the depths of the sea.
If I sleep will I wake up? Or will the silence smother me, will I drown in the waves of your anguish?
Why do you punish me so?
You have rejected me and in my defense I have rejected you... the cycle is never ending.
The silence is always there pushing the sounds of conversation out
pushing the sounds of love away
pushing the beats of life to the edge of oblivion
pushing the very air that we breathe
The silence is like a noxious gas that fills every crevice...
It says to me "Keep Out!"
I am speaking to you but you can not hear me...The silence is there
I am listening to you but I can not hear you... The silence is there
We are YELLING but there is no understanding...The silence is there
I would sleep but I am sleepless worried about The silence that is silently choking the life from my flesh
seeping into my soul. What a painful slow torture chamber this has become for us.
Take down the walls of the buildings that you built.
Let the silence move with the winds blowing to another place and time.
Free us from the death of silence and the tombstone that will read
"Here lies them that loved loudly but could not hear each other because of ...The Silence."
Author
Hershee (Sistah England)
