I walk on a path deep in a forest and the noise of loneliness fills my head. I think of all my friends and family that are long since dead. I listen to the wind blow through the trees, on my face I can feel the warm summer the breeze. My breath deepens and my heart slows as I fall to my knees. I hear their voices loud, I hear their voices clear. I can see their faces through every tear. Be silent with me. I realize I am alone and there is no one with me. Is this I wonder, how my whole life will be? I have people I call friends; but how many will be there till the end? When death comes knocking at my door; will there be someone there I can call my friend? I can feel the blood flowing through my veins. I can hear a loud thunder in my head accompanying sharp pains. Be silent with me. Where am I? There is nothing here I recognize. Trees begin to blend with bushes, I can not trust my eyes. I am feeling a sense of loneliness like never before. I wish I had someone to talk to, as I clutch the forest floor. I find myself wanting to tell someone of all the things I feel. How the only thing I ever wanted was a friend that was real. I never thought it was too much to ask for, someone to treat me the way I treat them. So many people have a warped understanding of the meaning of friend. I can hear the sweat pour from every pore of my being. I can hear everything, even the most distant birds singing. Be silent with me. I feel my thoughts slow as if I were on the edge of sleep. I struggle to make sense of these feelings that are running so deep. I roll onto my back and look up at the sky. Today I think, is a beautiful day to die. A random thought I can not explain. Is it I wonder, because I feel no more pain? I no longer hear the faint sound of my heart beat. Then I hear the sound of my fathers voice saying, come, be silent with me!
Posted on: Tue, 03 Sep 2013 08:47:25 +0000
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