If Silence Could Sing a Song

If silence could sing a song,

It would utter that my brain is wrong.

When the voices say I don’t belong,

It would tell me just to sing along:

“Be calm and be quiet

The voices are violet

Destructive and violent

They never are silent”

It seems like a paradox,

To sing until my thinking stops.

But to overcome this rumination,

I have to comprehend my situation.

A dozen regrets,

Gave way to ten thousand threats.

They tell me that I am dead,

Although it’s all in my head.

But that doesn’t matter,

My reality is scattered.

It only ever returns,

When silence voices concerns:

“Be calm and be quiet

The sunlight is violet

The dark, can it manage?

To repair the damage?”

Pleasant sounds morph into screams,

So I scream until my nightmares dream.

I drown them out so I can breathe,

And now I breathe my breaths with so much ease.

"Silence is grand

Like heaven holding my hand

And when I fall into sleep

Serenity is my new keep"