eternal silence
I try to scream
Nothing
Silence
I try to speak
Yet again nothing
Silence
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
Silence
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
This poem is about:
Me