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Silence


It's the harsh sound that rings in your ears, the noise equivalent to a bee sting. The white noise in your head vibrates, all you want it to do is cease it's unearthly pitch. Like a headache, your head begins to throb. The source unknown. A war between inner peace and an unknown fear. It hides behind a framed face, stalking you behind a bright smile. It can't be seen, only felt, when it takes over your body. The strength it has changes every fiber. Silence subdues us, But we must fight back.
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