Silence ravages my mind
Like salt on a wound
I crave the noise of past years
But silence is all thats there
I imagine that is what death is like
As I feel like I am dead
At times I can hear my own tears
Hear the sound of my heart breaking
And my soul dying
I miss the noise of past years
What I would give for one more day
Full of that noise
This is now my reality
Silence
©annie
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