Silence

Some crave me

Others strive to fill me

Big or small infinities pass by

Filled with uncertainties

They hold their face in their hands, the screen flatlining to mute

They pace their living room floors, worry etched into the worn lines of their face, wishing for the sufferable eternity to be gone

They take my existence as doubt, just a tragedy in waiting

I promise stillness and tranquility, they see through the facade

the noose around their necks, suffocating them until they weeze 

Empty promises and forgotten dreams

Litter the floors of my black abyss

My black murky waters stretch for miles

A hopeful voyager navigates through my twisted paths

Finding light at the end of the ocean

They blindingly pump their legs faster and faster 

hope seizing their limbs

Alas, oceans are never ending

Infinities can not be outlived

Silence can not be escaped.