The silence of the mind is a dangerous place that Haunts me.
In the silence my mind reminds me of all my flaws and insecurities.
It makes me face all the demons, I strive so hard to hide.
It lulls me into a trance with all the things that can never be.
The silence of the minds scare me with it’s truth.
The truth that I choose to run from and the truth I have met yet.
The silent mid weeps for the pain of the past; numbs the pain of the present, and quietly anticipates the pain to come.
In its silence the pain is real and unbearable.
In the silence of the mind I am FREE.
I am free of my worries.
for that brief moment the problems that keep me awake at night no longer exist.
The silence of the mind is like a hypnotic drug.
It tantalizes me with the illusion of the happiness I can’t have,
It wraps around me and consumes me with every possibility.
Then when I am on the cusp of believing the lies it tells
It takes them away and leaves me in the despair of my own reality,
In the silence of the mind I may have times of peace but the silence of the mind can never bring Happiness.