Under the boards they could hear it
never stopping masked by their voice
easing the nerves as they speak
allowing the empty spaces to fill
slowly their words stopped the knocking
yelling as the knocking started again.
Silence is what we ask
ill that is what they are
loudly tapping
every time conversations stop
noise cancels noise
cancelling the despair
endlessly nervously till the thoughts overtake and the silence sets in
destroying their comfort
because silence is where their truth lives.
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
Uneasy Silence.
Temperamentally Tina 