Silence Speaks

I sit in my silence

Alone in my room to sleep

And silence speaks to me.

It beckons me remember

That which I should forget

It speaks lies of another’s silence

Which speaks differently.

I detest the silence.

The silence speaks peace

In an alternate story.

The silence beckons my repose,

Assuring that all is well.

I love the silence.

The voice of silence, then,

Appears my choice.

My perspective loves or hates.

Silence’s story is in my interpretation.❤

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