The sound of silence; so fleeting and brief;
For some it is a welcome and wanted relief;
A reprise from societal cacophony and grief.
Their minds longing for the quiescence from commotion.
Idle time to reconcile; to inventory emotion.
They flourish, they grow; floating upon an existential ocean.
The sound of silence; so ephemeral and sweet.
Yet my soul withers with every heartbeat.
This moment of peace obscured by discerning defeat.
My mind recoils from the deficit of distractions;
Thoughts paralyzed; crippled by anxious traction.
The void in my being filled with self-doubt and depression.
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