Quiet
Is
Quiet
Is the absence of sound
Quiet
Is relaxing
Quiet
Is what happens after the war
Quiet
Is so loud
Quiet
Is how people describe me
Quiet
Is how I wish my house sounded
Quiet
Is a graveyard
Quiet
Happens after an argument
Quiet
Is the sound of me suffocating in my mind
Quiet
Is so painful
Quiet
Resonates through the pictures of awkward memories
Quiet
Are my tears late at night
Quiet
Is what I wish I wasn't
Quiet
Is no longer a word
Quiet
Is no longer just a word
Quiet
Is a monster
Quiet
Is my monster
Quiet
Reaches into my mind and fills it with insecurity
Quiet
Is not what you think it is
Quiet
Hurts
YOU ARE READING
Stupid Poetry Book
PoetryA collection of experimental poems. They're cool, I guess. You'll just have to check them out for yourself.
