obsidianblaq's Diaryland Diary

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the silence...

just a thought. just a poem that came out of nowhere. possibly vaguely inspired by a friend of mine and the mood he put me in, but nothing really relevant to my current thoughts.

silence...

leaving the world behind,
i slip into a world all my own and
gently, unobtrusively, the silence surrounds me.
it pulls me into it's warmth,
caressing every curve and contour
loving me for nothing more than what i am,
and i welcome its touch,
feeling at peace for the moment being.
for the entity that is silence,
has become my best friend.
besause it reaches out to comfort me
when there's no one around to offer their arms
and it whispers softly in my ear
that everything will be allright,
in the end.
and in the daylight it walks with me
idly commenting on the thoughts that run rampant
offering a subtle hope in the way only it can
and i find a small smile playing on my lips.
and once the sun sets and lady darkness appears,
walking through the shadows looking for the unaware,
it holds me close and shields me from her,
and the cool touch of her unforgiving hand...
it does not mock me,
or tell me my thoughts are uncalled for
it does not abandon me when i need it most
shrugging a shoulder and walking away
and it does not make me feel as invisible
as i would be led to believe.
gently i slip furthur into the silence,
letting its arms close around me
and as my eyes start to close,
i hope i never wake again.

9:43 p.m. - 2004-08-31

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