Silence

Silence, like a sheet of death
Covering fragile ego
High strung, slicing the life, this silence.

I wonder what they are doing
Your thoughts inside my head
Can I slice the silence, I ask myself.

But being afraid of what I find
I retreat to my shell
Covering the wounds, with this sheet of silence.

Inside the sheet I conceal myself
Scared to slice the silence now
Lest the bleeding does not stop this time.

©Garima Mahajan