The
Silence
The Silence I hear leaves me adrift.
Like an empty hole that needs to be filled
Like a dark room were I becomeafraid to walk
Imagination takes over, and scary monsters are born
in the night.
A
step with no ground
A look without a sound
I reach out, but know thing is there to hold on to.
and I fall , then I lye quietly to listen if there is any faint sound
that wants to be heard.
Will the Silence ever end?
Brady
Smith
3/19/98