Elucidating Questions

It’s true

Silence was betrayal long ago

To treat someone like they don’t exist

And they live around me telling me all about their lives

But I exist in this silence

That I fill with talking to myself

Because if I didn’t then I’d get a sore throat at work

But 99% of what I say disappears into the air

Into nothing

Into no one’s ears

This silence

This betrayal by everyone to see that I have needs that aren’t being filled

The same silence they turn on unhoused people

That

If we ignore it long enough maybe they’ll go away silence

Oh I know this silence well

Don’t I?

Life feels like a betrayal

Like every second that isn’t filled with someone for me to love is another

I will never have the life I wanted

It’s gone, dead

But can’t I have something?

I don’t know how much time I have left can’t this silence end?

Please?