i love the silence
of an empty room
how it's soft hands
cradle my mind
how it allows my tears to roll
and asks no questions
and leaves space
for answers to be sought .
i love the silence
because i can be still
shaking ease
that hand that i use
to twist that ring on my finger
because i'm so frightened by myself
can lay at my side
my breathing can slow
not wasting oxygen on words
i don't mean
words that hurt myself.
