Silence never helped.
It always unsettled me.
Creeping up on me.
Trapping me.
When there is only silence
I feel so...
so alone,
so afraid.
Not even my own fictional worlds
crafted with gentle hands and a heavy heart
can ever help.
So I listen.
I listen carefully.
For every sound,
every rhythm,
every word.
I string each of these together,
creating my own music,
my own symphony.
My heart lifts,
floating in the warmth of a million sounds.
So many colours and dreams.
I've suddenly left the blank canvas to live in a world that I've sought for.
I'm happy.
I'm safe.
I'm free.
This.
This is why I listen.
I don't just hear,
I listen.
Listen closely.
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