I’m the loudest when I’m silent
tears don’t always speak for me
I want my voice to echo for help
but I stay hesitant to ease worries
Am I okay? Yes, but that’s a decoy
There’s a storm within & I’m drenched
becoming more exhausted with each thought
I can keep your attention from the madness
but eventually, you’ll see the disturbance
Look into the windows of my souls
tell me if you sense worry or sadness
emptiness or a lost soul yearning to be rescued
You may find me in the loudness of silence
but you won’t find the source I keep hidden
My screams fall on deaf ears hence I’m quiet
but even thru that, you can still hear me in silence
Nov 17, 2025
Nov 17, 2025 at 3:27 PM UTC
I’m the loudest when I’m silent
tears don’t always speak for me
I want my voice to echo for help
but I stay hesitant to ease worries
Am I okay? Yes, but that’s a decoy
There’s a storm within & I’m drenched
becoming more exhausted with each thought
I can keep your attention from the madness
but eventually, you’ll see the disturbance
Look into the windows of my souls
tell me if you sense worry or sadness
emptiness or a lost soul yearning to be rescued
You may find me in the loudness of silence
but you won’t find the source I keep hidden
My screams fall on deaf ears hence I’m quiet
but even thru that, you can still hear me in silence
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