The hiss and the hum of silence.

I was dragged into the silence

And made to kneel and beg

For the silver stream of hope

That hovered above my head

To lift me from the swirling

Of a mind that is afraid

And take me to another place

Where I needn’t be so brave

You know, silence is deceitful

It holds the quiet screams of fear

With the stillness of dark thunder

Driving constantly ever near

A humming sound from long ago

Attempts to fill the space

To quieten the silent sounds

From which, I try to escape.

Ridicule, blame, and taunting

Prod and poke for a way in

Shame, fear and sadness

Burrow deeper beneath my skin.

With Hum and hiss, their words are drawn

Held high as swords of truth

The night draws in, the fight begins

A vicious battle, with no rules.

I leave them there to fight it out

And melt into the void

Retreating from, the silent suffering

Into another world.

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