I understand now why my grandmother had the TV on all the time, even when she wasn’t watching it. After having a houseful of people for most of your life it’s really hard to be alone. The silence can be so deafening. I find that if it is too quite then the thoughts start to whirl around in my head. The dark thoughts surface and then the spiral begins. The trick is to not let the thoughts whirl to start with. That is where TV came in for my grandmother, for me its music and talk radio. Just something in the background when the silence gets too much. Most of…
The whir of the air conditioner The hum of the refrigerator The deafening sound of silence Straining to hear the echos of children playing The twitter of birds The conversations of friends The sounds of a life My life Reaching out to the echos of the past I am surrounded by walls Collapsing The world collapsing Emptiness and sadness reach deep into my bones This is not a life This is not what I expected Yet This is all I have Now what do I do?