Silence

He woke up, suddenly, in the middle of the night, because of the silence. The silence of voices he had expected to hear, the silence too loud to ignore. He attempted to think of words, to write down words that would end the silence and bring back the voices. He panicked when he couldn't think of what to say or find the right words, as if he lacked oxygen. He decided, to relieve himself from feeling, to write down, if nothing else, how it felt to not know what to say, how he felt about the silence and the lack of words, so he wrote, "I am suffocated by the silence of my self when I cannot think of the right words." And suddenly, he could breathe again.

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