Silences

Silences steal upon me after drawing a desperate breath.
Swallowing everything in a moment.Noises. Ugly. Unimportant. Mundane.

The details no more visible and so no more the possibilty of escaping in their unusual, undiscovered serenities.

I remain alive-the senses tinkling agile with the silences creeping, crawling and growing beneath my surface.

Like a sudden dawn. Like an upturned noon.
I am awake but not willingly. And I'm sleepy but too scared to sleep.

What I know is not normal but what I see is real.