In a world where silence is the norm,
you robbed me of that pain.
I used to feel comfortable in solitude,
but you showed me happiness again.
Life before you was grim
and lifeless, really.
I felt as though the experience of
just living would kill me.
Moments in time
have been solidified.
Raw wounds closed
and all doubt has died.
Smoke may fill my lungs
and cloud my mind
but hearing your voice
helps me realign.
Hands held tighter
without any worries.
Heads tipped back
eating snow flurries.
We've written memories in my mind
that I can never replace,
and painted colors in my heart
that I could never erase.
YOU ARE READING
The Welting Chess Board
Poetryjust a collection of quick thoughts with some long term emotions |(letter)| = certain people it's made out to btw read a bit and enjoy
