It Used To Be Us
The Silent Aftermath
Photo by Christian Lue on Unsplash
It’s not you
It’s not me
Yet
Somehow it was us
...
You won’t say
You don’t dare
Why did you claim all the silence?
...
When it shattered
...
So
Many
Many
Many
...
scraps
...
They made up the essence of you
Now lie, scattered around
Hiding amongst the words
...
That
Are
Still
Unspoken
...
Do me a solid and spit out the poison
Bloating your lungs
...
If time didn't matter,
Would there still be hope?
...
No answer
Hard-hitting echoes
No feelings?
...
I guess we are goners
a nd it is
no
one's fault
About the Creator
Sasha Desideri
Philosopher, adventurer, mother, and passionate words-lover
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