Depths of Silence

The silence never seemed so deep as it does now with loneliness clinching my heart. When I close my eyes and shut out the light of the world, everything disappears and for a moment I can feel the death grip on my soul weaken. If only sleep could steal this feeling away from me, I would be grateful. Yet even in slumber, tendrils of darkness corrupt my dreams. Untold fantasies turn to nightmares and the voices straining for attention take center stage. I fear the world my mind creates and the real world alike. There is no safe haven for me to escape to.