RavenstrikeX – What Silence Costs

You never know What's silent, no— Until the voice you need is lost. A crowded hall, an empty chair, A hundred faces, no one there. If fear has closed around your name, Call through the dark, Call through the pain, I will not leave your voice unheard. I will come running on one word. I used to praise the quiet halls— No questions, no demands at all.