In Silence
When darkness was home.
UNRHYMED POETRY
Marhielle
11/15/20251 min read

My mind used to travel back in time
where it’s ugly
where there’s chaos
where there’s pain
My mind used to thrive in little details
I wish didn’t exist
nor do I wish my brain still has access to
My mind used to choose what’s hateful
Or a narrative where I find myself
unwanted,
a victim in my head
My mind used to crave that negative force
just to blame others
and escape accountability
My mind used to feel exhausted
and numb
with all the distasteful thoughts,
and memories I attempted to blur
and hoped gone
And yet.. my mind kept moving through the same loop
Tirelessly trapped in its own irony
Well…it used to
Silence used to scare the shit out of me
Because in that space,
I find my way back to darkness
And where it’s pitch black,
There's no way out