Quiet
I am afraid of quiet.
When the house is calm
My brain is not.
There is so much noise
Racket in my head.
What to do today?
Why are you not productive?
Why are you worthless?
I can’t silence the
sound of the negative.
Silence the hurt and the pain.
The grief that resurfaces.
A motherless child
Afraid of the chatter.
The quiet opens the door
I play music and TV
Just to drown out the sounds.
The hushed tones scare me
The monsters wait for me
In the quiet.
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