Sometimes it's not enough. Sometimes you owe it to them to
NOT be silent. Sometimes you are obligated to offer up your voice, to be
heard.
To make sure that they know why you need to be heard.
And sometimes what you have to say cannot help you, or them. Sometimes the silence is as cold, harsh, and desolate as deep space. In other times, silence can be a comfort. An answer to chaos. A twinkle in the blackness of space. A place where only silence exists, free of pain and frustration.
Sometimes silence is everything.
To make sure that they know why you need to be heard.
And sometimes what you have to say cannot help you, or them. Sometimes the silence is as cold, harsh, and desolate as deep space. In other times, silence can be a comfort. An answer to chaos. A twinkle in the blackness of space. A place where only silence exists, free of pain and frustration.
Sometimes silence is everything.
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