Monday, January 13, 2020

What You Don’t See




You hear the billowing storm way before you see it
you know the heartbreak is coming long before you feel it
And people tell you it will be kinder if you stepped away
Choose the lesser evil and let her go
for she deserves so much more


none of the drama and complications you bring with you
certainly not the emotional baggage that people have left behind
And you see it flashing right before you
And you wait… 


for that last drop of rain
to quench your tired soul
because you know tomorrow is futile
And people always leave


and there is no one in this cruel
and desolate place 
That will ever wish 
To stay


for each of us were made wretched
Our hearts burnt beyond recognition
feigning strength over indifference
For sometimes all we have is our


SILENCE
The masked peace we carry in our hearts
The bricks that pave the road to our perdition
The walls that build the reservoir of goodbyes


and yet you look back
glance out and hope that beacon still shines
When the rest of your world falls prey 
To pandemonium


And you brace yourself
losing your solitude
To the drowning thunder
And the things that go bump 


in the night

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