I’m told that I have a voice and that I have a name
If you really listen close you can hear your own calling
I’m thinking maybe mine is broke ‘cuz I barely hear a thing
Silence overtook the place where you should have been dwelling
Sometimes your absence is so loud I simply start yelling
© Delia Ross. 2019
PoeEternal 
Silence can be piercing
sometimes it really hurts
you are not deaf
can hear sounds
recognize the hertz.
Maybe you cannot hear it
because there’s a deflation
Or maybe is depression
creating a state of confusion
trying to get you out
from the right mind frame
and from the right station.
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Nice one mate
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