Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26812290-20150803213802

Silence

The inability to speak,

To move,

To see.

There's no sound,

No movement.

Just silence.

There's no birds,

No leaves in the wind,

No wolves, foxes, or dogs.

Silence.

The only sound,

Is your pencil and paper.

This is the sound,

One hears when the world,

No... the universe,

Turns it's back,

On you.

The silence surrounds you,

Burning you until,

You can't take the pain.

It crushes you, engulfs you,

In an eternal black flame.

This is the sound of,

Silence. 