Foreboding, menacing and haunting
The silence makes too much noise,
Never-ending echoes of regret,
Magnified sounds of mistakes past,
Foundations laid from the memories made
Things will never be the same
The walls are closing in
Suddenly I’m surrounded, drowning, slowly sinking
Suffocating under the weight of expectations,
I ask into the void
When will it all end?
It’s screaming at me, taunting me,
Fears that were long since buried,
Race up to the surface
The void that is supposed to be peaceful,
But it’s deafening, echoing in my ears
There’s a voice calling in the darkness
Willing me to listen
I recognise it – positivity
She’s trying so hard to be heard
Trying so hard to be heard over the negativity
The silence makes too much noise
And I lay wondering
Will it ever end?
