Poetry

Lost In Silence

“Sometimes, it’s the silence that gets me.
Even though you’re within arm’s reach.”

Sometimes, it’s the silence that gets me. Even though I know you’re within arm’s reach, I still feel as though I’m miles away. Lost in a midnight mist that covers the ground like a shroud. I can feel the earth beneath my feet, the grass tickling at my ankles, but even above the blanket of fog, there’s no light. Not even the moon to guide me home. But it’s not so much the darkness that scares me. It’s the silence. Somehow, the silence leaves me with no compass. No sense of direction. And I fear if I begin to walk, I might end up further away. In the dark. In the quiet. In the mist.

© Sarah Doughty

And that’s when
the silence
becomes deafening.

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