Couldn’t hear
I saw the shape of your words as you spoke
But I couldn’t hear my cry
I felt the air change as you left
But I hadn’t heard goodbye
I saw the angst in your reddened eyes
But I couldn’t hear your words
I tripped over your words as you left
But I swear I just hadn’t heard
I saw your mouth form the phrases
We’ve all heard before
But I couldn’t hear your goodbye
As it pulled shut the door
I knew it in every fracture of my heart
I felt it in the air and in every breath…
I had seen the words and heard the sounds
But I couldn’t hear your goodbye as you left
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I’ve been an avid reader and scribbler for years but only recently started thinking about publishing my work.
I’ve always enjoyed writing and have, since 2008, been producing scripts for theatre as my main focus of writing, but always scribbling poems, songs and short stories for fun, and/or catharsis. I’m also a keen sketcher and sketchnoter.
Scribbles of an insomniac 