Silence.
Who knew a word of seven letters, two syllables, could mean so much?
Silence.
That feeling of emptiness when you sit by yourself wondering why you’re not enough.
Why you’re not beautiful
Why you’re not skinny
Why you’re not perfect
Silence.
What you say when you love someone but they don’t feel the same so you fake a smile and say you’re okay
But you’re not.
Silence.
When you wanna say something, anything.
But you can’t bring yourself to.
Silence.
Like a rope, holding you back from grasping what’s inches away.
What you want so badly but can’t reach.
To me, silence is meaningless.
To me, silence is just a reminder that no, we in fact, CAN’T always say what’s on our minds.
Because sometimes it hurts too much to even try
So we give up.
Forever locked in the prison
Of a meaningless silence.