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Jan 2018
I am the listener
Of this broken radio
The one that only
Produces silence

There's nothing coming
Through my speakers
Besides that quiet hum
That happens when
There's nothing but

Radio Silence

That's what I'm getting right now
I deserve this

Radio Silence

Since Maybe listening to my thoughts
Is similar to standing in a snow storm Had it not blowing the
Antenna off the roof
Threw a car three blocks down Maybe someone would like the snow

Radio Silence

Forgive me for I am the snowstorm
And it's affecting my heart in a way it
Shouldn't be because now
I'm the one that has
To listen to this

Radio Silence

It's all I can hear now
I wonder if I'll ever hear
Anything else besides the quiet Buzzing that is coming
Through my speakers

Radio Silence
Thicket of Thoughts
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Thicket of Thoughts  20/F/Where I'm Supposed To Be
(20/F/Where I'm Supposed To Be)   
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   Blake
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