My pain is radio silence.
I do not have the words
to voice this all-consuming
over-taking, spirit-breaking
existence, which
I am suffering:
So let the gaps between my words
and the vacancy in my gaze
speak for themselves
as I crumble inwards
and decay.
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NaNoWriMo 2021
PoetryMy collection of poetry from the 2021 National November Writing Month!
Day 6
My pain is radio silence.
I do not have the words
to voice this all-consuming
over-taking, spirit-breaking
existence, which
I am suffering:
So let the gaps between my words
and the vacancy in my gaze
speak for themselves
as I crumble inwards
and decay.