eternal silence

I try to scream



I try to speak

Yet again nothing


I wonder what has happened

I am mute to the world

Has someone clipped my vocal cords so as to forever silence 

What was already a silent person

I sit and contemplate

How to make noise

I try to stomp around


It is as if someone has locked me 

In a silence bubble of some sort

What to do

How do I retrieve that which I didn't use before

Oh how I long for sound again

I sit down and cry

Yet again no noise

Well that is one plus

Nobody, not even myself, can hear me crying

For now I guess I will curl up and sleep 

And try to get used to

The eternal silence

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