We have lost control
We are no longer the one driving
We sit to the side
A mere passenger forced to ride
Silence is what fills our ears
No longer is there the sound of traffic
No longer are there echoing yells
No longer is there the sound of the Earth
It has been taken from us
Replaced with something silent
A silent thing
A friend
An enemy
An unknown
A silent thing
It leaves us confused
Lost
Scared
But it leaves us anew
It leaves us a new life
A new life without the constant sound of the Earth
Without the yells
Without the agony and distress
But with the struggle
With the darkness
The darkness is from your friends
It's from your enemies
It comes from every corner
And it's suddenly the silence that brings the light
It's the silence
It has always been the silence.
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Inside the Minds of the Unspoken
PoetryA journey occurring over the course of three years in which unspoken thoughts can finally become reality.
