The Silence

The quiet stirs,
It echoes deep within
Its silence is loud
And I know it will never end

I scream out,
To try and cure its rage
But no matter how loud I am
No noise is ever made

I try to cry,
But the tears have left my soul

I am but a quiet man in sorrow

But no man will ever know

So let the quiet stir
Have it never leave
Let the silence manifest and roar
For I shall never let it end