Suddenly silence engulfs me
and the floodgates of fear
burst forth something invisibly eerie.
My vision becomes darkened
no images
flash across the corneas of my eyes
to distract me
from this loneliness
I feel inside.
I don’t want to be here.
I need a diversion.
There is only me here.
A me that I have never encountered before.
I don’t want to think.
I don’t want to analyze
who is this “I”
and all the pain felt inside.
Turn the TV on.
Thrust me in loud, city, traffic.
Activate the garbage disposal,
but do not leave me here.
Shield me from myself
because the true me
is not as pretty
as I had believed.
This poem was inspired by the recent episode of the Orthodox Christian podcast Steve the Builder entitled “Fear of Silence”. Listen here.
There are so few people who embrace silence. Most people have to have some constant noise. They are afraid to see their real selves.
Thanks, this is really as a gift and beautiful to read.
Wesley, thanks for the comment. I am really glad you enjoyed my poem. God gave it to me this morning.
Faith, Beautifully said. “The still, small voice” of God is a fearful thing to hear. How much louder can we turn up the volume n our lives to drown Him out?
This is a true experience of silence .
Silence is exactly that – leaves you with no other option but to listen who you really are ; you will hear it , like it or not , and it is healing .
Noise is entertaining and asks no effort , it engages you to look away from your ugly self , so you know it comes from the devil .
Silence is difficult and deep , it demands peace , solitude and recruitment – therefore is blessed by God .
Keep the faith ~ cherish the silence .
So good to see you writing verse again.
Zoran, you summed up exactly what I was trying to say in my poem. Thanks.