Jenny

When I close my eyes and lay under the warm sheets of my bed, I hear silence. A silence so loud that it threatens to overpower me, overwhelm me, and swallow me up. I become lost in the maze of silence. Silence turns the air into a syrupy consistency. My every breath becomes labored, and suddenly, I am hit with a sudden epiphany. I am alone. Alone in my silent journey. A journey that leads to nowhere. A journey that leads to more silence.