haunted

i fear the silence because i remember. i remember when i used to sat alone in the window lattice, staring at nowhere. i had no company. only the silence. only the darkness. i remember when i looked into her eyes and saw nothing but silence - an overwhelming silence that i could not brake, even though there were so many things to be said. i was afraid. too afraid to speak. too afraid to dare breaking the silence that had fallen upon me and her like a hammer falling upon the anvil. i remember when i was crying, all alone. no one had ever heard me. the silence never let anyone hear me. and i heard nothing but me. crying. but i was crying silently.