I used to want to talk.. even now the voices echo in my mind. Many words choked out of me. Every-time I opened my mouth, words spewed out like a cloud ascending into heaven. It was never enough..words were never enough.. silence was used as a tool to weaponize me. Strip me of simple pleasures of an utterance. I could never express in formidable aptitude; the words given to me so naturally. Life was a canvas that turned into a tornado. Every which way became sour to the tongue. Silence became my worst enemy. I could sit in solitude. I actually prefer it..but my need to express, teach, show is what I enjoyed the most to those I loved. But those I loved had demons they listened to most. Darkness was their saviour and light were a distraction they couldn't afford. Now I bask in quietness, preferring to perceive instead of speak. Teach when wisdom is called; because I have learned levels cannot always be breathed to life, sometimes others must live it.. Shalom
Dec 11, 2025
Dec 11, 2025 at 7:40 PM UTC
I used to want to talk.. even now the voices echo in my mind. Many words choked out of me. Every-time I opened my mouth, words spewed out like a cloud ascending into heaven. It was never enough..words were never enough.. silence was used as a tool to weaponize me. Strip me of simple pleasures of an utterance. I could never express in formidable aptitude; the words given to me so naturally. Life was a canvas that turned into a tornado. Every which way became sour to the tongue. Silence became my worst enemy. I could sit in solitude. I actually prefer it..but my need to express, teach, show is what I enjoyed the most to those I loved. But those I loved had demons they listened to most. Darkness was their saviour and light were a distraction they couldn't afford. Now I bask in quietness, preferring to perceive instead of speak. Teach when wisdom is called; because I have learned levels cannot always be breathed to life, sometimes others must live it.. Shalom
I have gained a quiet appreciation for silence. I couldn't accept its teachings because it felt like defeat. As if I was giving up on those I loved but now it's becoming a dear friend; no longer can be used as a weapon because I've grown to listen to its call. Shalom
