When I am silent,
and it’s all said and done,
will you bask in the quiet-
happy you’ve won?
No more complaints
slipping past my lips,
just peaceful quiet
and sometimes a kiss.
Will you be smug
while you rant through the day,
watching me nod along
with nothing to say?
That’s all you wanted, right?
Obedient peace.
An interesting woman to meet,
until she becomes what you please.
Or will you miss my words?
My fire? My song?
Will you miss my ranting?
Will my silence feel wrong?
Will you look in my eyes
and see through the glass?
There’s nothing there anymore-
only what you ask.
Sep 19, 2025
Sep 19, 2025 at 11:04 PM UTC
When I am silent,
and it’s all said and done,
will you bask in the quiet-
happy you’ve won?
No more complaints
slipping past my lips,
just peaceful quiet
and sometimes a kiss.
Will you be smug
while you rant through the day,
watching me nod along
with nothing to say?
That’s all you wanted, right?
Obedient peace.
An interesting woman to meet,
until she becomes what you please.
Or will you miss my words?
My fire? My song?
Will you miss my ranting?
Will my silence feel wrong?
Will you look in my eyes
and see through the glass?
There’s nothing there anymore-
only what you ask.
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