Silence




Silence. I've always hated silence. I hated, when you taught me to cover your screams with music, when you begged me not to listen to you arguing, but I couldn't. Even now, that you've become a haunting ghost, I always have to fill every moment with sound.

Deep down the abyss is calling me, my thoughts have never been so dark and obscure. Loneliness strikes me like millions of wheels riding through my injured body and no scream comes out from my moving lips.

I think of you, in silence... What the hell does this mean?
Silence, unreal silence is not as that of two people standing in front of each other, staring at each other right in their very eyes, nor is it that of two friends embracing one another.
Silence... it kills me like an ice cold knife sawing its way through my wounded flesh... while my ears are silently screaming for sound...

I never thought I would end like her. But that's how I've become.
I have to change my life for good, or make an end to that, at once.
I wish I had the courage to stop this torture...

YUKI, AKA PRISMA TBFKA MUSEUM

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Soundtrack: Us And Them - Pink Floyd



Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it's not what we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
And the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
Moved from side to side.
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only round and round.
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.

I mean, they're not gonna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short,
Sharp, shock, they won't do it again. dig it? I mean he get off
Lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!
It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean good manners
Don't cost nothing do they, eh?

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the fightings all about?
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.

4 answers:

Mio said...

Dear Yuki, I am agree with you about the silence in almost your point. Sometimes I need silence, I was hunting it. But I think is 'cause my relationship with the loneliness. But this think doesn't comfort me.
Don't try so hard, somewhere there is a beautiful cached melody.

Take care,

Roberto

Yuki aka Prisma said...

I miss the powerful sound of silent embraces, the warmth of flesh and blood... a mother and her child, true friends sharing an intimate moment of love and care...
I've been raised by someone who believes in the importance of friends and empathy, but I am now living on an island, like she did. No one is to blame, but I know I need to change my way of living, before it'll be too late.
No one should only live for a partner. We are social animals and isolation is never the answer, especially when violent Hurricanes and Tornados are aiming to kill our soul, every day more... I firmly believe it!

Matilde said...

hello, I don't have an answer but you ...

and if this feeling is real it's not necesary to stop with everything just put your essence between your hands and realize how beautiful you are, how deep and blue is the ocean of life that you have to swim ...

keep the dream up!

.

kisses and hugs

Yuki aka Prisma said...

Thanks a lot Matilde! And sorry for my late answer... these are very hard times for me, but I'll try to keep the dream up. :)

Kisses and hugs to you, too. And thanks for passing by!