The Sound Of Silence

Sometimes the silence speaks 

louder than the words,

louder than the music

as loud as the sounds

inside my head.

Sometimes the silence shouts

and I turn on the radio

and open the window

and block up my ears

to shut it out.

Once it was a welcome guest

entering as others left.

Once it was a time of peace,

a quiet time alone,

a rare time alone.

Now it’s all there is,

that deafening silence.

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