To the moments of silence, stay witnessed that I swallowed my complaints.
To the empty rooms, stay witnessed I did not run.
To the hollow spaces, stay witnessed that I breathed through the ache.
To the quietness, stay witness that I made you my friend
Let the walls remember that I did not cry loud.
Let the night testify that I did not shatter in its darkness.
Let the sunsets remember how I carried the weight of solitude.
In the absence of voices around, I simply endured.
Empty chairs and unshared meals,
Wilted flowers and forgotten notes,
Drawn curtains and empty corners,
Unspoken prayer and silent dinner,
I have pushed myself to survive.
Loneliness once peaked from the window
I let it stay for some time
It lives with me now
I believe it is all mine
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