I wonder how the silence has eaten me up

Was it in a swift motion gracefully without me knowing? 

Was I too young to notice or too naive 

Sometimes I just sit in the silence 

As people question me why I’m silent 

There is no answer except that the silence swallowed me up 

Unknowingly I sit in the silence 

Wondering when it will leave 

But it continues taking me over 

I think all this while I sit in the silence