Silence Your silence is like a fine coating of dust That shrouds my room My bed weighed down Shards of sparkling glass All around So I sit, congested, congealed Afraid to move Lest I disturb your silence; All that remains of you. Advertisements Share this:Share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
Quite haunting.
the mood is nicely captured. great job.
Thank you 🙂
Thanks 🙂