The sound of silence is beating so loud.
I stare above my head,
watching the clouds form into disfigured images.
Silent words
fill the air.
Once faded thoughts,
turn into vivid pictures.
I remember what you and I once meant.
Reminisce is the melody of our love;
quiet yet so loud.
We made our own tune as you
played the chords of my heart
to the scale of yours.
Remembering again,
that’s when you were mine.
My heart grows
Still.
Silent.
Broken into the pieces of what used to be.
The pool of my words I want to rejoice are swimming
in my mind,
ready to be spoken.
To be played in the violent orchestra my thoughts are creating.
But,
they can’t.
My perimeter is silent but my insides are screaming.
The rhythm of my unsettled heart is clashing
to the love you once provided.
So many things left unsaid,
unheard,
unspoken.
I am falling.
Slowly, slowly…silently
to the ground.
Actions may speak louder than words,
but a picture paints thousands of them,
that are waiting to shine.
Words that are left unwritten,
untold,
yet unforgettable.
The music of silence beats so loud.
