Silence

Fetal position,
naked in the dark
Cold.
Empty, and alone,
in a darkened world.
A place with no hope.
Children learn what they live.

Eyes closed,
I can see the hue of yellow,
before I get to the blankness.
Tears streaming .
I cry out and an Echo,
embraces me.
Is this real?

Today,
there is no substance induced
stupor. Today,
I can feel my life.

I know what it means
to live a life alone.
I know what it means to
want something different,
and I know I can't have something
different. At least not on
this day.

Does silence
make a man search his
inner person. Or does
lonliness make him fight it.
"I will do anything, for love".
Really,
Would I,
Can I,
if it removes this cold naked place.

I don't want help at least I don't think
so.
Wondering the halls of my slicence,
skin prickly,
I am naked.
Without clothing,
without knowedgle,
without expereince,
Really? I know I am naked.
I know I am cold.
If knowledge is really power,
than why am I not a King,
sitting on a throne,
living in a castle with everything.

I have sunk into the sea
of dispair. Finally excepting,
my own mortality.
Silence....