Quiet
In this room I can hear the sound that nothing makes
I can hear my thoughts, my fears, my dreams, my years
Nothing… is beautiful
Quiet is strong, quiet is wise, quiet is powerful
I can hear the power of silence in this room
In my head, in the world
The silence is breath
That frozen moment in between time
For silence, it’s so quiet
Everything sleeps, everything
I had forgotten your voice
Shut out your whisper
Feared your presence
I did not know what thoughts, fears, dreams, years
You might bring forth from me
I used distractions and vain actions
To keep you from my ears
Even though you are my friend
I betrayed you as I believed my friend death betrayed me
Between smoke and mirrors, clouds and flames
The sky melted in the distance
And nothing was the same
It shone like the fire of war
Clouds merging the skies and shore
Years ago this downward spiral began
Here into a depression she couldn’t understand
I was almost brave and almost breaking down
Somewhere in between
But not yet quite beyond
In losing a battle I couldn’t see
Sensing only the loss and lack of hope
Nothing nowhere throwing me a rope
Safer probably, I’d say I’d be
Than were they to leave that alone with me…
Yes, my excuses are my own
And my eyes became stone
They say you can’t get blood from a stone
But I say leave ‘can’t’ well alone
Because again this is a lie
Today I’ve shown
ⓒ 2003 Shawn Michael Quinn
