I’m in an echoing season of quiet.
My surroundings are silent and my thoughts are deafening.
Will I ever be able to enjoy the stillness?
Will I always be drowned out by the voices inside?
Will there always be a war inside during the outward calm?
How long will this internal chaos last?
Will the peace come when I’m surrounded by unrest?
I try to cancel out the noise with a louder one but it only leaves my ears ringing.
Should I start planting good thoughts now while the season is still dry?
When the rain comes will the water help these seeds to grow?
Will I be blessed with a blooming garden in the Spring?
& when the season of stillness comes again,
Will I be left with a garden or just the usual desolate place?
“Would I be the same if I was medicated?”Only by NF