Returning to quiet
I need to borrow silence for a while,
to unlearn the habit of constant reply,
to fold my words back into my chest
like letters never meant to be sent.
The world has grown too loud
with versions of me I created
just to survive the noise.
Smiles I wore like uniforms.
I miss the older me,
the one who lived in pauses,
who didn’t explain every breath,
who felt complete without being seen.
I want to step back gently,
without drama, without defense.
Let me choose fewer voices,
fewer expectations wearing my name.
I want to return,
to the quiet place
where I used to belong.
Returning to quiet
#writings #fragments