Sometimes it s not the sounds you hear that arrests our attention and affects our behaviour. What we hear or what someone says is not always what drives us. Sometimes it comes from within, from what isn’t said, what Isn’t told, and that can be what determines who we are and what we do.
Not a sound captures my mind,
Not even the ones that resound,
Its the silence that just stays,
Its the silence that haunts.
Thoughts sneak by deftly inside,
It’s when all the doubts come by,
A quiet drowning out the sound,
Its loudness leaves me astound.
The dreams I squash,
The hopes I kill,
The words unspoken,
The fears I hide.
All the disappointments,
Buried deep inside,
All the anguish,
The losses I survived.
In the stillness of the quiet,
I hear clearly when sound is gone,
Serenity gives me strength,
Tranquility makes me strong.
I am guest authoring for Project 365 in the month of December. Today’s prompt was “Write about a noise — or even a silence — that won’t go away. (We’ll let you interpret this in different ways…)”