I won’t mind being silent and quiet. There’s comfort in silence. Things are not complicated because everything is simply quiet. I’m not scared of deafening silence because I can dance to the silent rhythm of it.
One thing is for sure, I won’t mind the silence but my mind is too loud. Ideas, thoughts, and words keeps on dancing in my mind as if its having a revolt. My words became a prisoner and it wanted to be free. Thoughts of mine wants to be release. Ideas seeks light and manifestation.
Lips remain zipped. No plans of uttering any single words. Any chance of making a slightest sounds can’t seem to happen.
Eyes are even closed to ignore the urgency to speak.
I will not allow the world to see the piece of my mind. I will only provide my silence and cold shoulder.
Yet, as I look to the depth of my being. I saw horror and pain. This can’t be. I can’t remain silent because I’m not allowing my core to be burnt by my own passion and light. This light is meant to shine brightly. Its not meant to remain hidden in the dark. My passion must keep on burning to fuel the hopes and will in my heart, mind, and soul.
I will speak even if no one is listening. My words are meant to be free. My thoughts are meant to be heard. My ideas are meant to materialize.
A smile is form to my lips.
Finally, I found my voice. There’s a place for silence and place for my voice. I must know when to speak and when to listen.