In the wee hours of the night
when all is quiet and dark and calm
it is then that my thoughts are loudest most of all.
I try and quiet the voices, the clutter in my mind
but it's on it's schedule
reaking havoc
causing me to lose sleep
to worry
to wonder
and toinight,
to cry.
Trying not to dwell too much on that night
but my mind won't let me forget.
Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
Only it won't. Instead it keeps getting louder.
This silence is so loud.
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