Silence

Quietness

All I hear is silence.

Without any ideas or violence.

I wish I could talk but there’s nothing to say.

All I can think is will I live another day?

I can’t help but pray.

But when I look up at the sky it’s gray.

All I can ask is will I live?

Will I strive to stay alive?

Will I fall and wrawl?

It’s up to me to make that call.