When I hit pause the movie stops.
Raindrops halt like tiny bubbles
hanging in the air
The night is as quiet as death
The moon peaks from the clouds
and lights the floor red
Metal glints in the dark
Cold steel against warm skin
No cries escape my mouth
Only silent pain
from hidden wounds
that do not leak blood
YOU ARE READING
the play, pause, stop tragedy
PoetryOf the murmurs from monsters in our closets and the silence that consumes us after ***** For poems concerning life and death and the emptiness in between. Warning : concerns mental health issues. Please stay away if these themes trigger you.
