In The Quiet

I’ll find my voice in the quiet.

Everything has been so loud, I lost myself somewhere in the shuffle. Somewhere behind rose-colored glasses. Somewhere in the darkness. Somewhere within you and them.

I lost myself when the anxieties of finding myself bewildered me.

So I’ll turn my volume down a bit. Your volume. Their volume.  Let air fill and escape my lungs more slowly. Find paths for cycled thoughts. Live in moments, not chapters.

I’ll find my voice in the quiet.