Tuesday 27 February 2018

Silence Kills

It is killing me,
Suffocates me
It grows slowly on me
In and around me
Like a fortress with
Impenetrable walls,
Whispers sweet nothings,
But kills me softly with deceit
and serene disguise.

It creeps all over me
Gets me embroiled
in its stinging nettles
like poison ivy.
Tortures me with
Icy fingers painfully
till I cry out.
But no use to shout.
Only silence abounds.

1 comment:

  1. Is the silence limited to silence from a lover? Or are you referring to something more?

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