Echoes of Solitude

Hayden Chrapek

Dark greens and browns surround me

while the silence suffocates me

as if a singular noise would break me.

Wind rocks the brown beneath me.

I grasp the black ropes at my sides

to try and stabilize myself,

but they only flutter helplessly

throwing my balance off.

The smell of fresh water wafts through the air

meeting the silence in a battle it can’t win.

The day breaks

creating shades of greens, blues, and golds in the darkness,

but still silence prevails.

I just want it gone,

so I let out a scream.

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