It is 3am and silence is music
as I choke on the expectations
that make it hard to breath -
“Inhale, exhale” you tell me
as the caffeine slips into my blood
and I worry that you exist
only in this crazy little mind of mine
It is 3am and silence is music
as my eyelids protest against the light
that is burning too bright to see -
“I’m here” you whisper
as the corner of my lips curl
and I laugh
because you aren’t
It is 3am and silence is music
as my fingers shake the pen
that is vandalizing the old yellow paper –
“You’re okay” you assure me
as I scribble more useless words
and I nod
because I like to believe I am
It is 3am and silence is music
Jul 14, 2013
Jul 14, 2013 at 12:19 PM UTC
It is 3am and silence is music
as I choke on the expectations
that make it hard to breath -
“Inhale, exhale” you tell me
as the caffeine slips into my blood
and I worry that you exist
only in this crazy little mind of mine
It is 3am and silence is music
as my eyelids protest against the light
that is burning too bright to see -
“I’m here” you whisper
as the corner of my lips curl
and I laugh
because you aren’t
It is 3am and silence is music
as my fingers shake the pen
that is vandalizing the old yellow paper –
“You’re okay” you assure me
as I scribble more useless words
and I nod
because I like to believe I am
It is 3am and silence is music
