Holy Saturday: Silence
I can't hear words of hope. I can't hear encouragement to pull myself together.
I can only hear emptiness.
Tell me why this has happened. Tell me anything to make the silence go away.
If someone doesn't say something soon, I'm afraid I might hear something I don't like.
False relief is still relief. If I keep saying it, at least it won't be quiet any more.
I don't know what happens now.