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The sound of nothing

Contributed by carmen_queasy on Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 05:02:16 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



I wake up to the sound of nothing
Expecting to hear your crackling radio spit out a healthy tune
With its last ounce of energy, slowly dying
But still doing what it’s meant to do, creating your ***** healthy tune
I’m listening, holding my breath
Waiting for something to break this interesting silence
The sound of you not there

I wake up to the sound of you crying
And the gentle humming as I stroke your hair behind your ear
As I carefully collect your tear onto the edge of my finger
Watching it hold but then giving up, giving up its form, giving up like you
I’m still humming, listening to your painful sobs
Waiting for a healing sound to stop your stabbing screams
The sound of God not there

I wake up to the sound of your breathing
A faint whistling sound as your roll over in the bed and I’m faced with your back
As I pull the covers over your shoulder, mothering you like a baby
Watching as you peacefully lie there, blissfully unaware of hate, of neglect, of sorrow
I’m still here, resting my hand upon your shoulder, listening to you breathe
Waiting for something to break the silence between two strangers
The sound of me not really here




Copyright © carmen_queasy ... [ 2004-07-14 05:02:16]
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Re: The sound of nothing (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 09:57:37 AM AEST
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Sounds like excruitingly painful silence with a lot of heartache. Great write.

Rita




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