The power of silence,
Does it exist or is it a hoax of some sort?
Be quiet, it heals, may be more than time!
Be quiet, you learn new things
Be quiet, life becomes easier
Be quiet, people will love you
Be quiet, you will have friends and family
Be quiet, cause it’s the very opposite of voice
What they don’t understand is that silence is a voice too
It has a voice, a quiet one at that
But a voice, nonetheless!
My agency, my voice, my power
I will not talk if I do not want to
Utilising my power of agency, I will be quiet
The noise is too much,
No, not from you,
From within me,
All the time,
Voices of the same monotone,
Thereateing and considering what-ifs,
Fear, so much fear instilled inside of me
Presumptuous analyses of behaviour
Consequences predicted without the causality of action
Fear, so much fear enveloping me
Fear of how you will leave me too
Fear of being too vulnerable
Fear of being too open of a book
Fear of hiding things and facing the backlash
Fear of not being vocal enough
Fear of being vocal enough
Fear that either is bad and you will walk away
Fear that I will be misunderstood
So much that I will be misjudged
Judge? Who made you that of my life?
Fear that I am flaky
And that I handover my life in a silver platter to you
Fear that you will walk away
Fear that the power of silence is a hoax
Fear that if I don’t speak now, then when?
Fear that I could have been okay, but fate had other plans!
Bearing the presumptuousness of cognitive life
Engulfed in normative networks of feelings and thoughts
I will never be happy, if I learn no to let go.
I will never be at solace, if I do not utilise the power of my agency
The power of calmness in chaos
The life partner of sorts
The thinker and the feeler
The power of silence.
In this busy-busy world of air-pod noises!