beejai

This song fits my mood perfectly.



This past weekend, I was with a group and I could not sleep. Everybody around me was passed out everywhere but I was restless. There was the friendship and comraderie of about 80 people under one roof, but I was all alone. Everybody around me was asleep, at peace, but I was restless. I whipped out my notebook and under the red of an emergency light I wrote this. I was planning on editing it, on polishing it, but for some reason I like it raw. Perhaps I still will. But this fits the mood of that moment where I was writing, venting, in the darkness where I could barely see the mark of the pen on paper.

Silence.

Life is a struggle but I do not fight.
Silence.

The world rushes by me as I stand still.
Silence.

It calls to me, but my answer is wrapped in
silence.

Silence

Calling for justice but I don't respond.
Silence.

The cry has gone out but my back is turned.
Silence.

I could make a difference if I didn't live in
silence.

Silence.

It's been so long since I've heard your voice.
Silence.

I'm reaching for you but grasp only air.
Silence.

Memories of song have faded into
silence.

Silence.
Truth has lost its voice.
Life has lost its color.
All that's left is death.
Unless you break your
silence.