Silent...

Silence

is golden.

The only sound I can hear is the ticking of the clock.

Which in turn makes the screaming in my head even louder. 

Its silent , even outside with only the occasional whirl

of the wind chimes and the sound of  winter winds

as they howl through the cracks and crevices of  windows 

and doors.

The sky is a blank canvas today covered only in

gray....

Baby Things change....