Voices of Silence
I try to ignore you, and yet,
I can’t forget your piercing voice.
It penetrates my skull swiftly.
A quickly paralyzing noise.
I seek to tell myself to try,
To fly away from looking down,
Upon myself. Making things worse;
A curse that keeps sticking around.
I try to make my feelings known,
Alone I scream into the void.
And while your voice cuts me unloved,
What’s above, so below devoid:
The silence is heavy and thick,
Pricking me as I sit there dead.
Almost unbearable it is;
Invisible ‘til something’s said.
I try to leave the memories,
Of sceneries so long ago.
This summer was a haze, brain numb,
Succumbed to letting feelings go.
I try to ignore you but alas,
I can’t surpass or escape you.
Trapped here I am so, so alone;
A mere stone’s throw away from you,
And yet I say nothing, nothing,
Discussing nothing ever again.
And that’s the way it shall be now.
I hope thou art free of my pain.
I don’t miss you, only feeling,
Appealing to someone who cares.
So why does your voice still hurt me?
Mercy, God, please hear my prayers.
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