Silence Speaks

Hello

dear blog,

we haven’t spoken in a while-

 

I’ve been hiding out.

Silent,

in your exile.

 

 

I fell into something,

I wasn’t sure

I could get out.

 

The singing had turned to humming,

and before I knew it,

I was getting drunk

on my own

self-doubt.

 

Saturated,

in his red wine.

Infatuated-

only sometimes.

 

He,

an overnight fan

of running.

Of saying everything,

and then

nothing.

 

My cage now empty,

so I turn

to you.

 

To digest what’s left,

to make it into something.

To draw breath.

 

All I see now is

a watercolour of

hues;

 

a collection of stained puddles,

too leaky

to use.

 

But you

dear blog

are the solution,

 

a navigator

to my confusion.

 

You filter my heart,

into something

beautiful,

youthful.

 

Inducing         rhyme;

a comp-

en-

sa-

-tion

for     lost time.

 

 

You dear blog,

keep me            company;

whenever the world goes          dark

and            tastes a

bit                                 crumbly.

 

So                   thank you-

again.

( oh-

and      thank you

to

my

best-friend. )

 

xx

 

 

 

 

 

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