It's quiet here these days,
Silence implies it's peaceful,
it's not.
*
The air is thick with memories,
Nights are lonely endeavors,
I'm lost.
*
Running in circles,
Circling the drain,
Going under.
*
This is so hard,
Nothing makes sense,
Except her.
*
I see the path forward,
More certain every day,
Stuck here.
*
And yet I grow,
Look at me today,
Better tomorrow.
*
How can I find you,
When I am so lost,
Seeking love.
*
How will I know?
We've never met,
Missing you.
*
Have we crossed paths?
Another life perhaps,
Déjà vu.
*
So I'll lay down,
Alone in this bed,
Always cold.
*
Silence returns,
Encompassing all,
Can't breathe.
About the Creator
Bradley Ramsey
Lover of dogs, gaming, and long walks on the beach. Content Marketing Manager by day, aspiring writer by night. Alone, we cannot change the world, but we can create better ones.
Find me on Substack -> bradleyramsey.substack.com
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