Whispered Inspiration
What is it about the silence
The eerie feel of knowing your breathe can fill the universe
The thoughts you have are echoing so much louder
The trauma loss of speech
The uneasiness you have when blinking sounds like the slamming of a car boot
But why
Why must we run against it
Let it answer all those burning questions
Let us float past eternity with a lost smile
The drop of a curious hello
A forced smile
Or a hardened laugh
Followed by the sudden resentment from the spoilt continuation of a one ended conversation
Don’t speak
Just breathe
Don’t move
Just fly
Floating in my own bubble of hope and safety
No interruptions
No pointless words said
Letting the thunder of tripped diversion wash over you
Nothing to be fixed
Nothing to be broken by the excess of gravity that pulls you down to your personal hell
Silence
A beautiful erosion of melted spaces
Between the envy
Above the pity
Underneath the violent collapse of your mental state of paradise
No empty impressions can linger
No anger can continue to burn
No desire left unharnessed
The silence
My beautiful curious love affair with the dark power of narrowed energy
I control it
I only exist when the gaps in parallel power returns
Becoming my perfect ept symphony
An everlasting dimension of the time lapse
Not awkward
Not unnecessary
But a triggered flurry of escape
Granted
What is it that people find so awkward about the silence-I think it's the best inspiration out there-so this is a dedication to it
