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Jul 2017
Silence.
It's what I hear from you,
It's what I hear and see when I visit you in your hospital bed.
I wait for something,
Anything hoping some day you'll wake up,
And I'll see those beautiful green eyes again.

Silence.
It eats me up every single time.
I want it to end.
I have come to the conclusion that silence is violent and cruel.
You not waking up and lying in a hospital bed is violent and cruel.

Silence,
You've grown too close to me.
You have become like air,
Everything I need in order to survive,
But it's time for me to unhook you from my veins,
And to say goodbye.

Silence,
You are no longer needed,
You are no longer welcomed into my life,
Because you have brought nothing but anger and frusturation.
I look for something different now,
Hope.

Silence,
I want you to bleed away,
Carry yourself away and the emptiness you've brought into my life,
And into his.
Leave,
Leave the way you came into our lives,
You are now dead to me.
electra
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electra  17/F/space
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