Whispering fears of inadequency
Silent thoughts of what might of been
Screaming Retribution against Self doubt
Looking for a way to escape the the noise
Rustling leaves, Chirping Crickets,
Birds Singing amongst the diminishing folage
Trains rumbling by but no whistles
Less noise yet still loud
The silence is deafening
The noise is distracting
The peace we seek however is within
Past conversations are like answers blowing in the wind.
Catch the words that bring you light
Sloth off the ones that summons the darkness.
Boundaries set
Past conversations delineated
The silence is deafening.
