It speaks to me in silence. A voice that breaks through the echoes, louder and louder each time.
My thoughts venture out into the storm, trying to fade the sound away. With every whisper, it proves to be heavy. With every scream, it hurts to survive.
My eyes blink faster, registering the blaring truth. It hurts to speak. Today, it’s been hurting to listen.
Nothing is better than a distraction but at times distractions become the only reminder you have.