I’ll tell you that it’s been ten weeks
Ten weeks of breaking the habit, ten weeks of reflection.
But mostly, it’s been ten weeks of silence.
Silence that blows out speakers,
Silence that has been like nails on a chalkboard.
Sometimes it keeps me up and I lose sleep –
Other times it’s what ignites my flame.
It’s what settles me,
and what triggers me.
The silence is changing,
I’m starting to hear the sounds again.
It is settling down, I hear it less and less.
Sometimes, if I’m lucky –
I don’t hear the silence at all.
It doesn’t keep me up anymore,
It doesn’t trigger my angst.
And sometimes, when I’m really lucky,
Ten weeks passed.
The silence has been silenced.