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A lot of people say a lot of things about silence – silence is golden; when you have nothing nice to say, don’t say anything; you say it best when you say nothing at all even. Sometimes, you find the best things when you contemplate in silence. You hear things that you don’t normally hear or want to hear, you find new insights about yourself and the surrounding circumstances, you look beyond the surface and find something precious amidst the peace and quiet.

Hardly anybody talks about the torturous silence.

It’s the silence that meets your ears when you realize that you are alone when you don’t want to be. It’s the silence when you await an answer that will never come. It’s the silence that reminds you that you’ve finally succeeded in building a wall that shuts people out – people you either don’t want to talk to, or people you just can’t talk to.

It’s the silence that tortures you, because no matter how hard you try to scream, words don’t come out.

I wish I could talk. I wish that in these moments, I could find my voice and speak out whatever the hell is going on inside my head. But honestly, at this point, no matter how hard anybody tries –

All they will get is silence. And that’s something I really cannot do anything about.