Monday, 27 August 2012

silence

a hundred words



how am i supposed to hate
when all i did was love?

how do i stop wanting
when you were my forever?

i fall from the cliff
spearing the water like a bird

my aerodynamic arms
take me deep into the blue

i tug at the void,
my umbilical cord to absolution

liquid envelops me,
the comfort of your embrace

i am soft wood in a vice
air squeezed from my lungs

i am filled with
the cold, clear emptiness of you

you were a symphony
now there is silence

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