Where Words Should Flow

When the truth stays quiet, the heart keeps score

By Eliara RaePublished 10 months ago • 1 min read

A villanelle by Eliara Rae

Silence never pays where words should flow

For you no longer yearn for me like I do you,

Yet I ache for those days long ago.

All the words your actions never show

You say you crave something shiny and new.

Silence never pays where words should flow.

I discover now that it was all a show,

That I was never in on the secret too.

Yet I ache for those days long ago.

Losing your love was a devastating blow,

But now I’m stepping into something true.

Silence never pays where words should flow.

Now I am finally ready to glow,

Leave behind the cages of your zoo.

Yet I ache for those days long ago.

You yearn for me again and are met with a “no”—

For I love me more than I loved you.

Silence never pays where words should flow,

Yet I ache for those days long ago.

I write from the fire I survived.

I turn trauma into art, silence into music, and healing into something you can feel in your bones.

Songwriter, survivor, storyteller. If you’ve lived through the dark, you’ll find pieces of yourself here.

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