This is great stuff, very relate-able.
As I sit here in darkness The silence whispers in my ear Secrets of past and future. It knows my regrets, But even more it knows my yearnings. It knows my weaknesses And my strengths. The silence knows more than that, though. It knows that I can not be alone. There is nowhere I can go To get away from these things: That person I was, Or the person I will be. My body cries out, Sick of this torment. "Silence," I say, "I never wanted this. It was n … Read More