Madness
Madness is knowing the existence of a problem and not wanting to do anything about it.
Madness is being aware of the difference between you and the rest and not caring.
Madness is thinking your actions are mad but for the greater good.
We might all be a little mad but the maddest of us all are the ones that recugnize it and don't want to change it.
The Girl In Silence
The girl sits in her bed and thinks of a way to fix it. She wonders if there is a way to make things better. Not perfect, never perfect. She knows memories will always be present in her mind. Memories of too much noise, too much going on around her. She wonders if there’s something she could have done at the time, if she could have prevented situations that will now remain in her mind. Everytime there’s too much quiet around her, when there’s no people telling her about her days or a song that will fill out the emptiness in her minds, that’s when her brain is louder. Her mouth does not move, not for a second no matter what. But inside it’s anything but silent. Loud screams, dark colors fill her mind, illustrating her thoughts in a way so confusing no one but her could make sense of it.
She keeps trying to think of a way to fix things, to be able to share the noise in her brain so she can turn it down, not all the way because she knows that’s impossible. She doesn’t want that either, she doesn’t want to forget because forgeting means forgiving for her. All the girl wants is a little bit of of peace of mind.
The girl still does not stand up, because as much as she wants to turn it down she is also afraid. Because there’s only one thing scarier than that well known and familiar noise that fills her mind. The unknown silent.