Silence

When young, I cherished silence,

A welcome respite from the noise…

Now silence seems to camouflage,

Past memories and joys.

Silence now fuels paranoia;

A thud, wind, noises in my dreams…

Interrupt a good night’s sleep,

Nothing now is what it seems.

I sleep better thanks to alcohol,

And random texts from friends…

Who help retain our memories’ noise,

So each old comfort never ends.

This cliff dweller for almost 25 years,

Perched over a wind raged sea…

Is proud to be a survivor,

Although, it’s only my dog and me.