Cars driving, rain falling, television playing, texting
messages.
The Noise. The Noise
is what keeps the moment at a distance.
The Noise fends off emotions, keeps conscious thought at
bay.
The Noise tells us that everything is going to be okay.
The Noise tells us that life will go on.
Powering down devices, traffic wanes, the rain whispers its
faint voice
Against the glass, and the television fades to black.
The Silence. The Silence
screams to be heard.
The Silence reminds us of our deepest regrets, our darkest
fears.
The Silence is like electricity to our brain, it engages us
to reflect.
The Silence tells us that life will never be the same.
I will take the Silence.
I will take the Noise. I will
measure them both
And determine my path.
But decisions made in the Silence, seem foolish against
Noise. For they do
not compliment, they war. And likewise,
decisions made in the Noise
Are doomed with regret in the Silence.
Bring on the tears, bring on the pain and let them come in
the Silence, so that in the Noise
They might find their demise, if not at least a moment’s
respite.
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