Voices of the Silence
A poem on the voices within
The voices of the silence are the loudest Riding on the quiet, they’re the proudest Screaming through the stillness Like an invisible, sudden illness It’s the words my ears don’t hear that hit the hardest
They rise up deep from somewhere in my conscience I close my ears; I try to be real cautious They come up from the darkness I have no way to fight this They speak their words so violently, so softly
Rejection breaks me down and pulls me deeper Depression makes me ache; he’s so familiar Pain creates a void inside Failure fills it with his lies Anxiety runs loose to steal my slumber
Fear tells me that I should dread tomorrow Then Hopelessness swoops in to add her sorrow Miserable, these friends of mine When I’m alone they come to life Out of the silent spaces where they burrow
One more voice who’s there when I will listen Come crash the walls of my silent prison! Always there to rescue me From these friends of misery Holy Spirit, save me now from this condition!
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