Some people fear silence

but then
do they fear themselves?
Are they afraid they might hear the beating of their own heart


or their darkest secrets whispering amongst themselves?
Are they scared they might not recognize who they are if they pass by a mirror?
Then what have you become?

I fear the edge of the cliff beneath my feet





What will happen if I fall?






Where will I be if I jump?
I know the man who said
reach for the sky


But did he realize how big the world was
with the sky stretching out and the wind whipping around
And I

am not even a speck on a satellite...
I fear the silence for what it can’t tell me