All I can hear is silence,
when torrential storms should be brewing,
volcanoes erupting,
hurricanes and tornadoes
turning everything into decadence.

All I can hear is silence,
when the world should be collapsing,
whirlpools of black holes ******* in its iridescence,
until the world is no longer in existence.

You were my world,
and I can no longer feel your presence.

Because when I place my ear against your chest,
all I can hear is silence.