silence.

It used to claw at my mind and scratch my skin raw,
leaving me with grime under my fingernails and a heavy conscience.

I drowned it out with rising levels and forgot my existence-
or at least tried to.
I dreaded it, finding solace in only others
never my own body,
for I was not my home before.
but silence now beckons me
comforts me
liberating.
it’s liberating.
sometimes I still ache for presence but the existence of absence is an existence in itself and I know that now, I know I have too much left to learn about the world and what it offers and the first step is to welcome myself into it. liberating.
liberating.

liberating. 


Ironically, I’m putting music in a post inspired by silence. Here are some songs I found recently that I’ve been loving.

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