It's quiet here these days, Silence implies it's peaceful, it's not.
The air is thick with memories, Nights are lonely endeavors, I'm lost.
Running in circles, Circling the drain, Going under.
This is so hard, Nothing makes sense, Except her.
I see the path forward, More certain every day, Stuck here.
And yet I grow, Look at me today, Better tomorrow.
How can I find you, When I am so lost, Seeking love.
How will I know? We've never met, Missing you.
Have we crossed paths? Another life perhaps, Déjà vu.
So I'll lay down, Alone in this bed, Always cold.
A fleeting whisper, The brush of fingertips, Imagining it.
Loneliness closing in, Encroaching darkness Open arms.
Silence returns, Encompassing all, Can't breathe.
Thanks for Reading! Here’s Your Musical Pairing
Listen to this track after reading, like pairing a glass of wine with dinner.
This is so beautiful ðŸ˜
Beautiful poem hits home for a lot of people and you highlight my favorite song by one of my favorite bands simpatico bro