Loud silence

Can you hear it?

I hear it. I hear it all the time.

In the dark, in the light.

Alone and not so alone.

It screams out at me.

Yearning me to listen.

 

It is on knees that shake as they fall to the ground.

Begging me, to consider thinking.

It is crawling on sandy beaches, that turns into mud from every digging nail.

 

Swaying me from side to side.

Directions that have no meaning.

Paths that are an endless wonderland.

Hope inside of fear.

 

And sometimes amongst the loud, screeching noise that lays upon the silence, I stop.

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