Silence

The silence is killing me.

I search desperately for a sound of comfort, or any sound at all. Just something, please save me from the silence. I sit here trying to rid myself of this everlasting silence, and voices start speaking to me.

They take over.

There is no reason not to listen to them, for there is no escape. The only one who can save me is far from me now; who slips further and further away as the voices suck me in. The voices give me so many reasons why nothing is worth it, and how no one cares.

The more I listen, the more I believe.

I find so many truths in what those brutal voices are telling me. I sit there thinking, for hours, days. I realize as I think: if anyone really cared about me, they would be here with me now, saving me from this eternal darkness, they would take all this pain and suffering away from me. But no one’s here. I am alone.

After all this time in this very loud silence, I can never return. There is no saving me from the voices within this endless silence.