Quiet of night
Sometimes scream out to me
Hands covering my ears
Voices penetrating through the cracks of my fingers
I see your face
But am unable to call out to you
Maybe it’s for the best
You wont want to hear what I have to say
One day I’ll have the courage to tell you
Tell you everything
Until then
I’ll just watch you walk away in silence
Originally posted June 13, 2015
The drift that immediately follows
Invisible, yet felt
The crevice fills with a lingering palpable silence
That a wave of a hand cannot brush away
The air turns a different shade
And for a split second
Everything stops
Waiting for your reply
Sometimes I wish I could rewind
When I try to pull back
And hide in the darkness
It still follows me
Even in darkness
I see its shadow
In the quiet of night
I hear the sound of its breath
Its presence fills my space
One day hopefully it will fade
And release me
I’m waiting for that day
.
Originally posted July 14, 2015
Epitaphs carved in fallen trees
Cracking voices singing out of tune
Flashback of lost pebbles
That meant nothing to me before
Sunken eyes after tear drops
I’ve walked these footsteps before
Descending from another time
It feels like the end of always
.
Originally posted June 22, 2015
Speeding through red lights
Running through shattered mirrors
Chasing fragments of lost moments
While a broken record plays in the background
A rising tide of excuses
Filling a basket with words that I should have said
Drying out my lies in the heat of the sun
Uttering the words that I should have said long ago
I’m sorry
Originally posted June 20, 2015
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