The Silent Void

     Silence invades my whole mind. I struggle to hold on to something, anything, but it just slips through my fingers.
    This silence slowly moves through the rest of my body, covering up everything, making me feel empty.

     What to do? How can I get my life back again?

So thick is this silence that I cannot see any of what is on the other side.
     If only I had said something when they first started to cover me with this silence, It wouldn’t have come so far.

     Looking inward through my mind and my soul is like looking out across a planet that is void of shape or form, colorless, and cold. I can find no comfort, no answers,  no stories to be told.

     How could I have let them do this to me? How could I have let them take my life away?

     I try to punch a hole in the silence, to somehow get through, but all I manage to do is make room for more silence.
     This silence isn't of my making, but I’m the one who has to break through it.  Won’t someone please help me, for I haven’t a clue, how can I do this? How can I break through?

     I need someone to help me find who I really am.

     This silence is so strong that I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get through it and see what is on the other side.  Others face in, and I face out, both trying to see who I really am, neither able to see.

     All that I can see through this veil is a world with more hurt for me to endure. Where is the happiness? The joy? The light?
This veil is so thick that I cannot see how to love.

     I can’t live in fantasy and the truth seems much too bleak, so I end up in the void in between. I try to swim to one or the other, but the void is greedy and pulls me back in.
     If only I could get through the silence to call for help, maybe someone would throw a lifeline to me, pull me free of this void.
     Deep within me, within my very soul, lies a person waiting to be rescued, to be pulled from the hole.

     Will someone help me? Will they shatter the silence that holds me captive, will they break down the wall?

     This wall of silence is so strong, and so long it has stood that I need others to help or forever I will see nothing but the back of this wall.

By Mindy Hawk. All rights reserved.