In a hushed tone you tell me the truth,
And I sit there and wait for the silence.
Because the silence is loud enough to cover,
To blanket, the tears that threaten to flow.
The silence is a slow motion picture into life.
The lies the truths the pain of others,
That is why most can't handle the silence,
The fear silence is to be afraid of yourself.
To be stuck inside your memories,
you cannot remember throughout the noise,
The noise of life.
even a heartbeat is loud enough,
On its own in the silence.
the dark silence that secretly covers some,
It makes them become hallow,
Not who they once were, and some of them,
Never wake up to the light, the noise, the feel.
So I wait for the silence to prove to myself,
That I've won the war between it and me.
In that same hushed tone as before you repeat,
And again I wait, this time only for a moment,
Then I smile and tell you " it will be okay,
Because you will win."