Silence is Golden

Silence envelops humanity
Wrapping every glowing inch

Silence is black, cold, and lonely
Harassing my memory of vitality

Silence is cramped, violent, piercing
I suffer a new numbness

Silence is what makes my heart ache
Longing for a familiar face

Silence has accusing questions
Trust has no answers

Silence is
I was

Silence exterminates personality
My bed is made

Silence won’t look in the mirror
But I have a picture of you



~Storm Chaser