listen to the silence...

my silence is golden...
because without saying a word, there is no sound...
and when there is no sound...
my thoughts and fears are not real...

it eats me up inside...
as i lay twisted in the bed that i've made...
i pray for strength...
strength to keep it within me...

the words are starting to weigh...
and it pulls me down with all it's might...
sometimes i think if i say it out...
others will carry it with me...

but this weight is one that is only meant for me...
the flesh is weak but the heart and mind is strong...
me keeping the silence is a gift...
a gift to my loved ones, assuring that that all is well...

but i am comforted with the knowledge...
if i ever do let the sound out...
there will always be someone...
to listen, to hear, and to carry...