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Silence

October 24, 2015
By danyeh_west BRONZE, Rockville, Maryland
danyeh_west BRONZE, Rockville, Maryland
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The colors fade into silence
All objects feel round now
Like everything sharp is fading into gray
My fingers and toes become warm
Other than that, I don’t feel anything
The rain is glowing in the night and I can see the moon getting wet
I’m not getting wet
I’m above the moon but I'm beneath the ground
Maybe that’s why I don’t feel any rain,
I’m just so low that I think I’m above it all
Gravity pulls me towards the center of the earth
And complacency fills me to the rim
My skin begins to rot and my teeth begin to yellow
After my body, my mind starts forgetting its foundations
I almost blend into the silence
Until I hear a knocking at my door
Finally I wake up and when I walk out the house, the silence fades
And I hear a party outside
But while everyone is enjoying themselves
I look around and see houses blasting silence


The author's comments:

This poem is about substance abuse and I tried to portray both perspectives. I embody the feelings of a user and someone who is now clean. This is not a firsthand account but I have based this poem off the stories of many friends and families. This poem is meant to show the responsibilities that non-users have to encourage those addicted to harmful substances of the better world for them when they are clean.


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