prints of silence

/ mbrazfieldm

there is no peace
but just the
same i welcome such beautiful pain
beneath the twilight across the house where hope died
my essence lingers rootless derelict fool
my soul
the prints of silence tread the horizon where your muted light lives
from one thought to the next
if only i could take the ache away
snatch it from you
hide it from your face
if only i could soak up your tears
soothe the fear
that worlds collapse only in you
those monsters too akin to my mind
restless i wait knowing you’ll never arrive and still i look
strain the very nature of my sight
optimism passing like the fragile snow flake
you, hurt
you, hurt so succinctly
just hurt

7 thoughts on “prints of silence”

  1. This touches me so deeply. Nearly two decades ago I suffered a loss. The grief that followed inexorably changing my being. It is only in the last month, that I caught myself existing outside of the realm of that grief. This line puts into words what it felt like.

    the prints of silence tread the horizon where your muted light lives

    Thank you.

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