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Silence
The quietest room in the world
Is negative nine decibels.
Every surface absorbs sound
Nothing echoes, nothing resonates.
Most people only make it thirty minutes
Before the silence drives them mad.
They say you can hear your blood pumping,
Your heart beating, your organs working.
An hour is the longest
Someone has ever lasted.
I think I could live there.
Silence is my consolation companion
It meets my tears and laughs,
It greets all anger and apathy.
There’s no one who knows me
Better than silence.
Silence was there after every tempest
Blew over in my parent’s house.
Silence was there after every rejection
Of friendship I met.
Silence was there when my brother left
And hoped was pinned on me.
Silence was there when transgender
Became my identity.
Silence was there as I held a razor
Wanting to hurt myself.
All these moments have added up.
Now I know that I’ve become
Silence.
I’ve been living in it too long,
The silence has seeped into my soul
And I’ve forgotten how to speak out.
This is what loneliness has gotten me.
A silence so deafening
It makes the thought of reaching out
Impossible.
Uh Huh
Like poetry does not reach out. All poets are liars, u no that is my slogan. Reach is relative - silence and I are old buddies. Cool song - a lot of people sing it these days - allets -