The silence defeats me,
It finds new ways to deplete me.
There are days where I want to sleep through it,
And moments where I think “Can I even do it?’
My thought process becomes bleak,
My mind starts to feel weak.
I can’t even think when it’s like this,
For me silence is no bliss.
I need the sound of something real,
It helps me know that I can feel.
To be lost in thought is true,
It helps my soul make it through.
I listen to my thoughts each day so new,
They can pick me up when I am blue.
Each day they come and bring me here,
Thoughts of wonder, love and even fear.
I surround myself with the noise,
The sound of life and all the joys.
Better this than the silent sea,
That can take away your thoughts so free.