I've always known silence, But these days, it's therapy. It's sanity. I stare at screens; phones and TVs. The words burn my vision, and they echo non stop in my ears. They're etched in my memory, and the more I consume, the weaker I get. The bleaker life seems to become too. I'm tired. Overwhelmed, and this, I confess to a friend. I haven't stepped out to the outside world, but it's like the world is in my house, and they exist on the screens, in the words I read and the things I watch, and it's not pretty. It feels like I'm losing it and I need a break. So I detach. I go off. I disappear from the cyber world, I back off from all the noise, for it is slowly becoming all I know. I read books and write down my feelings. I pray and walk around the house listening to the birds chirp. Sometimes, I listen to music, think about the good old days, and the ones there'll be in the future. Some days are not that pretty, as all I do is lie in bed. Sometimes rant, sometimes cry. But it's all therapy. This silence is safety. And peace. And sanity.
Adebisi Amori is a writer from Ibadan, Nigeria. A lover of words in all forms, she can be found either reading, writing, listening to music or geeking out most of the time. Follow her on Instagram: @thereal_adebisi or Tumblr: coloursintherain.tumblr.com