Silence

Silence

The silence is a deafening thing
Sound echoes so hollow, the emptiness
Screams more words than we could ever
Follow with our ears or hearts.
It draws everything into it,
Pulling, calling, and taking
Shuting all away, never letting on
That it knows everything.

The silence takes away your
Breath, it renders you helpless
To feign pleasantness, to be
Fake like you were before.
The silence makes you tell the
Truth as you never told before
Silence forces you to be the real you
It takes away all pretense,lying no more.

Silence

Silence

The room is so silent,
The beating of a heart is heard,
The room is so silent,
The ticking of a clock,
Sounds like a nearby bird.

The house is covered
By a silent blanket,
A curse of silence,
Has been poured all over.

The happy times,
Which once occured here,
Now disappread into a
Frightning atmosphere.

Now the silence has been broken,
The tense feeling has gone,
You think silence is relaxing,
Your wrong!!!

Silence

Silence

The room is so silent,
The beating of a heart is heard,
The room is so silent,
The ticking of a clock,
Sounds like a nearby bird.

The house is covered
By a silent blanket,
A curse of silence,
Has been poured all over.

The happy times,
Which once occurred here,
Now disappeared into a
frightening atmosphere.

Now the silence has been broken,
The tense feeling has gone,
You think silence is relaxing,
Your wrong!!!