There is a silence
That hides under the table
As we speak.
There is a silence
Hidden between every word
We fail to say.
There is a silence
Embroided in the words
We shouldn't say.
There is a silence
That crashes with every blink
As I cry.
There is a final silence
When you get up and leave.
Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 1:30 AM UTC
There is a silence
That hides under the table
As we speak.
There is a silence
Hidden between every word
We fail to say.
There is a silence
Embroided in the words
We shouldn't say.
There is a silence
That crashes with every blink
As I cry.
There is a final silence
When you get up and leave.
