dear silence,
i hear you screaming for me to notice
and i do
i notice you
i used to fear you
especially in solitude
there were no interruptions
to drown out the negative voices
there were no distractions
to numb the pain
maybe i was afraid when you weren’t there,
that my demons would make me drown quicker
than they swam in my head
after all, my thoughts seem to
find a megaphone when i’m all alone
but the storm passes,
and now my solitude
is when i find you the loudest
but nevertheless, the most soothing
that night, you screamed at me
pay attention to the tranquility
of the atmosphere after a forceful storm
listen to the solace
it will embrace you in comfort and peace
because we fear the storm,
not the calm winds blowing against our skin afterwards
and that’s when i realized
i never feared you,
i was afraid of my mind
during those restless moments
where time stood still
– yet i could feel the clocks heartbeat,
when my words were in slumber
it dawned on me
that the stillness in silence
is made up of moments that reveal the truth
and as i write this
i am embraced in you
i notice you and i am not afraid