In my half asleep state,
eyelids heavy,
dreams fading out of focus ,
I reach out for a hand,
my fingertips-
have no where to
land...
Buzz, goes
the vibration of my phone on the nightstand,
for a second,
I think it’s a heart beat...
The phone case is cold,
weighed,
heavy in my hand.
Nope, not again,
you can’t understand..
The emptiness, I feel
What is left of a hopeless romantic,
without hope?
He is left on silent mode.
You are a dream,
never to come true!
I am just another good morning text,
to you
No inflection, in my words
I speak to you,
No tone,
to comfort you
The paragraphs,
Furthermore turn to sentences
Quickly go to single words,
and
soon a letter
or two,
g2g ,k.
The nights of laughter,
Are quiet,
He is left on silent mode,
No more uncertainty
She is on peace of mind mode
Her demons are silent
They can no longer vibrate in her bones
Her restless pleas
Are silenced
Blacked out
She smiles,
To her mono chrome reflection,
She disconnects from the needs of world
She will get some deep sleep,
ON
Silent mode tonight...
Shh...
About the Creator
Saroyan Coles
I want to empower others with my writing. I have always dreamed of seeing my name, on something.
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