Whispers Of Silence
As I sit here, pondering the question
my thoughts are filled with endless hesitation,
I start to wonder and take a look around,
The first whispers of silence appear,
out of the clouds, nothing to ease back the shadows
things I cannot foresee, things I cannot be begin to express.
Hating this feeling of unease,
never knowing if it’s you or me, and yet,
the whispers of silence loom over me.
Nothing there but monsters around,
nightmares and chills abound. And, still,
the whispers are always there, hiding, never so clear.
Looking at you, and wondering,
where do I fit in?
where do I fall?
how do you feel?
do you love me at all?
The whispers of silence, as ever present,
begin to grow near,
forcing the light away and bringing the tears.
as tears run down my face,
I can feel myself slip from your warm embrace.
Clutching at you,
trying to hold you close,
doing no good as you turn to go.
Walking away, never looking back,
I can barely here you as you whisper
"goodbye babygirl"
And then, without even a care,
the whispers descend, silence holding me there.
Falling to me knees, crying out loud,
reaching for you, wishing to be in your arms again,
the whispers, finally revealed,
tell me the story I never wanted to hear.
That day is forever haunting me, holding me.
I can't seem to get past this hole in myself.
But, for you atleast, the whispers are gone,
how did you manage to not look forlorn?
It never seemed to bother you,
once you were gone.
My tears fell on eyes so hard.
A heart so cold, jaded, and lost.
While mine was there,
Never far from the touch.
Here I sit, in the darkness again...
Waiting for the whispers of silence to appear.......