The noise was too heavy,
like a thick curtain it made it hard to see.
She just had a huge fight, and she stepped out
to get away, be a little free.
Silence is misconstrued,
in the hands of the violent,
But then, there comes a time,
when the vacuum needs to be filled,
where there is nothing,
one needs to get up and do the something.
One needs to speak up for themselves,
it might hurt the other,
but the deed needs to be done.
But it takes courage,
and surprisingly, it’s always the
little-meek ones that finally have their way.