Silence
It fills the air
Of my room,
Where I've been
Hiding in the dark.
Afraid.
What is happening?
What is going to happen?
How is this fight going to end?
Listening.
I'm straining my ears to hear,
But the silence is too loud.
It fills the air.
Silence.
It is all that I hear.
It is all that is said.
It is all there is.
