Day 223 "Silence And Too Many Roads"

We find ourselves trying to connect with a certain emotion that has a voice, and when it is heard, it moves us in to action.

Not every word spoken from the lips of a lover are the safety and comfort that we wish they would be.

Not every word spoken from the heart reaches the heart it is aimed at.

Some words that are meant to be heard are sometimes never said at all.

So let me ask you, "What is anyone supposed to do with all this silence?"

I find myself saying so much in the hope of hiding the impossible silence of a final good-bye.

I can’t stop myself from holding my tongue in fear of hearing the honest answers to all these honest questions.

I find myself trying to find comfort in the silence, yet there is only chaos here, there are just too many roads that a quiet mind can take.

There are far too many ways to get back to a place that doesn't exist anymore, a place that Time The Thief has already stolen.

The day’s pass, and the minutes are long lost along with all the potential words worth saying.

Time passes and we stand in the same place, trying not to look too far in any direction, in case we take the wrong one.

So let me ask you,

"What am I supposed to do with all this silence?"