The Silence


The deafening

Worse than anything you could actually say

The void

Painful in what’s missing

The space

Fills up with each passing day

The throb of my heart in my ears


You ignore me as if I never existed

The gap

The ease at which you can do so is what surprises me

The expanse

Filling up and gaping

Feeling like a drop in the ocean, if no one sees the ripples, do they occur?

R1- June 2018