Silence is...

Unavoidable nothingness. A quiet that is deafening. Silence is the void; broken by noise which shatters it like glass. The lack of life to break the deafness with ragged breaths and the beating of a human heart. Silence is noise, but quite unlike one we are accustomed too. It is the deafening lack of noise that is noise, the loudest of noises one could hear, as they're no other competing sounds to disperse what is perceived as silence. True silence, it is said, is golden. And though this may be true; silence is also lonely, a constant companion nonetheless of your innermost thoughts. The sound of silence is not the lack of noise; but the misinterpretation, the misconception of what is sound.