I've listened my entire life.
As I've demonstrated before we all know my past is strife,
We all know my number one question,
How it wonders who I am,
We all know I'm broken.
I've listened my entire life,
To stories and memories and my own voice which cuts me like a knife,
Cuts deep with every word that leaves these sullen lips to meet ears from far and wide,
To be forgotten and as usual..
Washed away with the tide.
I still have yet to reply,
I still have yet to peer over the tide to see another sunrise,
I have listened my entire life,
Been told how to live and how much you worried about me,
I know you ask around,
I know you're worried but it's okay,
I'm safe and sound beneath the waves of blue where I'm suffocating,
I'm suffocating without you.
I've listened my entire life,
I've heard my own voice in my head where it hurt,
Like flashing lights in total darkness,
I lean into the velvet and feel it soak into my skin
There is no escape,
The ocean was not my cage,
I am my cage.
A bird trapped and strung up as idle decoration,
I don't beat my wings I don't scream,
I let it be.
Because me without you is a flower that will not bloom,
Because me without you is a wave that will never meet the shore,
Because me without you will destroy me before you can blink but think for a minute,
Why do they not speak?
Silence is around.
Soaked deep into the ground, six feet down and counting,
Silence hangs in the air,
Silence it flows deep, it's flowing like water through my hair,
So baptise me.
Baptise me with your tears and watch as I cry as you hold me in the water for there is silence,
Silence in here,
silence in me
Silence all around
I can not speak.
So baptise me with your absence,
And pretend I'm okay
For I am safe and sound beneath blue waves where I will stay,
Where I'll be silent once more,
Ever more.
I have listened my entire life,
I listened to your words but I should have covered my ears for your beautiful words were not mine,
I am a thief,
I have stolen what does not belong to me,
I will not listen,
I have become deaf,
My heart that once heard all is now deaf and is silent once more,
Ever more.
I am deaf.
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PuisiA collection of poems made in a dark time of my life. I made this book so that I could share my happiness and pain with others who might understand, but more importantly, this book is for those who need to be understood. Hope you all enjoy! Please...
