The Hubbub is finished, a calm has returned
Through the growing bother that you didn’t notice
Suddenly quiet, like the closing of a door.
Quickly silent, an absence suddenly missed
Like a wind that stopped rustling the leaves
You hear a silence that wasn’t there before.
A roaring pressure that rattled your ears
Has relinquished itself to the quiet whisper of a breeze
But the memory through your head does still soar.
What is it that silence has suddenly quelled
The rushing mind with searing doubts
Fears and worries that have held you back.
Depression is a weight that sits on your chest
Sometimes it is only a nap that holds it a bay
A little sleep for change until evil thoughts you lack.
For at least a time it has qualities that heal
But there is always a return for yet another fight
It’s endless force having only gone temporarily slack.