eerily quiet
wasn't prepared for the sounds that dissipated
searching high and wide
for any familiarity
to keep me grounded
trying to remain true to myself..
what is truth ?
can it be found
when all that fills me are covered in lies ..
I will rise
not to be held down..
in this empty space I find myself
I hear my thoughts
I feel my emotions
the present moment never more clear
as I draw near to the silence I feared..









