In the dark of night, I’m left with my thoughts, sorrows, anxieties and regrets.

The flame in my heart flickers as self loathing blows at its nape.

My mind is a maze full of memories, decay and emptiness. I open different doors, with nothing new inside. Just endless darkness miles away....

It can be eerie

It can be peaceful

It can be melancholy

It can be reflective

It can be awkward

It can be powerful

But most of all

It can be still

A dark place where the only sound is your own heartbeat and silent shadows seem to jump out at you

A moment of respite after a long day of interacting with people when you can deliberately bask in the hush and clear your mind

A sense of aloneness in a ...

I find no comfort in silence. Silence is the all encompassing tune that plays in our souls. It is the wordless smiles and thoughtless actions. Or is it?

See this, I know to be true, contrary to popular belief, silence is not the absence of sound. In fact, it is the absence of whimsy.

Without whimsy, the world is cold and cruel. Without playfulness, the world is lost. Without joyful noise the wo...

Sitting in silence

Hoping for violence

I can’t seem to get enough

It’s in my bones

But it’s breaking up

In my system

I want to be okay in the silence

But it can’t stop screaming at me

The world around won’t stop assaulting me

Tune it out

Quiet the noise

I can’t seem to stop

This unhealthy joy

And break this habit

I’m mad like rabbits

What can I

Try to do

It’s not enough

Without you

Bring the ...

Whenever silence feels overwhelming

The mesmerizing seems not so strainful

This sound of silence keeps me aware

Tho i'm still dreaming, i am awake....

Everynight I feel an irresistible urge to scream.

After a long day of staying silent, I go home and want to scream.

My screams would be that of a Banshee; thunderous and piercing.

For the sake of others, I remain silent.

I swallow my roars and hide them far within the maze of my stomach.

The silence is unbearable.

It’s unfair.

Why is it okay for the rest of the world to roar,

but it is unacc...

The end. The moment you realize your efforts are unseen, unappreciated, and quite frankly, unwanted

When you realize it isn’t love. That they don’t love you, or maybe even that you no longer love them

Silence is the sustained moment choking the air out of the hospital room, as realization sets in for the to-be mother that her child is not breathing before her cries flood the room. Her lungs expa...

As far as I’m concerned

Silence doesn’t exist

It’s an emptiness of sorts

A temporary bliss

Ah a moment of quiet

But if one actually listens

The ants; the grass, they scream

And the flowers are loudly wiltin’

Silence is superficial

Close enough to soundless

That to the careless and inattentive

There is nothing else I guess

There is no sound if no one listens…

As for those more observantly-incli...

It was painful. More painful than being yelled at. More painful than a stab in the back. The silence was killing her and nothing was louder. It was as if her imagination couldn’t let her make a sound to break the silence. The Earth was at peace…suspiciously. Even the sound of birds would make it all feel better. At that moment she finally knew she couldn’t stand being alone any longer....

“shut up” others say when im too loud.

I always fall silent after hearing it.

When I’m quiet for too long, my legs start to shake and my throat thightens.

Theres always a tight feeling in my chest, a feeling to talk.

It makes me uncomfortable when its too quiet,

As if someone must say something so im comfortable once again.

As soon as someone tells me, “your too loud”

i feel weird.

As if I’m wrong...