I am trying to learn to appreciate the silence,
to stop myself from suffocating every second of sobriety with shallow syllables
and short-sighted sound waves;
speaking simply to shade in the space around me to convince myself i exist.
I was hoping,
that if i caught the ocean on a day where she is still;
she could teach me how to take up space without crowding out the silence.
That if I found the tide lines my breath leaves in my throat i would stop feeling the need to make her bleed from all this screaming.
My breathing is sound enough to declare my existence.
you can stop shattering the silence now.