Hope
When your words form silence And your presence is absent The volume of your intentions is deafening Then your words form hope And your heart takes a moment The corner to turn is approaching
Symphony
Your voice; a symphony You stole a chord When you disappeared There’s a gap in music Syncopated heartbreak Underscoring you Rhythm like rain Melody like moonlight Holding onto hope Love & laughter so light But tears in tornadoes Our symphony Our fight
3am
It’s 3am & the silence is deafening, I long for daybreak to steady the tempest, Until then I have music to soothe my mind The lyrics that resinate and take hold of your heart, The dreams that help to keep your fears and hopes apart It’s 3am & the silence is closing in, I look…
Anxious
The syllables cascade through my senses, As my tongue shapes the semantics of words, Words I’ll never say, Words; ineffective Insufficient & verbose Falling into deafness Faded & weak Then a jolt; Sound returns Overwhelmingly Free again
Scribbles of an insomniac 