Silence
It can be bliss or hell . . .
I sit in silence with my dear friend,
no need to speak
no need to conversate
no explanation necessary
we can just be
enjoy each other’s being
in utter blissful silence
comfort – knowing – trust, all enveloped in silence
But with us, the silence is so very loud
The loudest sound I’ve ever heard
There’s a wish, a need to be fulfilled with words
and comfort never comes
While words are spoken long, they do not fill the space between us
Words longed for remain unspoken
yet thrown around in silence
a silence that stifles, disappoints
a silent scream that makes ears bleed
that cuts our throats and leaves us speechless
