In silence

In silence, you can hear 
the scratching of a pen across paper. 
In silence, you can hear 
the rhythmic sound 
of your heart beating 
telling you you are alive.
In silence, you can hear 
the screech of a demon call. 
In silence, you can hear 
the murmur of a baby 
just moments before 
they begin to awake.
In silence, you can hear 
your memories calling. 
In silence, you are transported 
back in your life 
into days long gone by 
under sun-drenched skies.
In silence, you can hear 
your voice of loneliness. 
In silence, you are there 
within the confines 
of your inner self 
and forever alone in silence.