Silence
Sometimes it’s better.
Some days, not often but often enough, I want to scream, sending my voice echoing down corridors, bouncing off canyons, breaking through clouds, then shattering windows. What I call a scream may actually be a cry, a big exhale, along with the release of tension and anguish from great depths only God knows. If I cannot scream and I cannot cry, my soul will settle for the silence which always comes before and after.
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- Jonah · October 30‹ AnswersMystical Journey ›