I sink into
secret sorrow,
wreathed in
torpid decay,my heart,
a hollow echo
of all the words
I didn't say;a whisper
of sanguine hope
that I wish
had never
ebbed away,yet the moon,
in silvered silence,
gives me
every reason
to stay.
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PoetryPoetry and fragments of my mind. Dealing with heartache, betrayal, sorrow, and hope. Originally posted on Instagram and Facebook.
⤞silvered silence
I sink into
secret sorrow,
wreathed in
torpid decay,my heart,
a hollow echo
of all the words
I didn't say;a whisper
of sanguine hope
that I wish
had never
ebbed away,yet the moon,
in silvered silence,
gives me
every reason
to stay.