The Music of Silence

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.