In Silence

In silence, you can hear the scratching of a pen across paper. In silence, you can hear the rhythmic sound of your heart beating telling you you are alive. In silence, you can hear the screech of a demon call. In silence, you can hear the murmur of a baby just moments before they begin to awake. In silence, you can hear your memories calling. In silence, you are transported back in your life into days long gone by under sun-drenched skies. In silence, you can hear your voice of loneliness. In silence, you are there within the confines of your inner self and forever alone in silence. 11 May 2012