I seek a pristine mind.
No longer hearing the stillness of the dead
Nor the raging voices of the living
Holding on, holding strong but not for long
One day your silence will no longer speak to me
Your suffocating smile and mannequin touch
The eagerness in your step as you leave me swaying
They bring a constant ringing in my ears
Save them for her, for whom you bleed.

One day your silence will no longer speak to me

This stoic living
Breathing by always giving
Stagnant but altogether moving
Heroic but nothing proving

One day your silence will no longer speak to me
Shrink at the heat of my challenge
Swallow my frenzied yelps at the universe
I dance upon the graves of my mistakes
I wear cursed missed opportunities in my hair

One day your silence will no longer speak to me
Your gaze focused on nothing
My anger rising in a plume of dust
You walk by me envisioning streets free of my spirit
I will eat you up one lie at a time but one day…

One day your silence will no longer speak to me

3 thoughts on “Sewn shut

  1. I like and sweetinise my brain with this emotive poem.Such a creative in its own recitation

  2. wah wa! wa! maze u have very powerful way of putting it together. loved how the message elevated with each line….”this stoic living, breathing by always giving. stagnant but altogether moving…” this is where the emotion began to steep

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