Deafening to my mind.
Bringing forth all the insecurities;
making me second guess everything.
Questioning each move I've made.
This silence is a killer.
A destruction of my mind and soul.
I fight to keep control;
in a battle I will never win.
I try to run,
to free my mind of this evil.
It laughs at me, it mocks me.
Holding on tight, and torturing.
There is no peace for me in this hell.
With no more energy,
I succumb to the silence.
Allowing it to take me to those places,
the places that I never want to go to.
The raw places that I hide from
in my everyday life.
Where hurt, pain, sorrow, dwell
waiting to rip me to shreds,
I must dive head first
into the deep end of this silence.
Allowing myself to take it all in,
to deal with it.
Find my own understanding,
my place of freedom.
My truth.
