Lux Graves on UnsplashTalk to Me in Silence
The inconvenience of grief crept into every day
Like water slow dancing down my wall.
You waited patiently for the week to pass,
Till you thought my eyes may no longer hold its damp
Trickle that threatened to strike my cheek.
The weight of mourning felt heavy at dawn
As strong as the thundering rhythm in my ears
Loud peals, shutting out all sound
Each beat, pulsing past my throat
Filling my lungs with stolen kisses of air.
Bid me not to be warm, be strong, adjust,
Familiar with roads unchartered, unknown.
My greatest fervent wish for you my friend
Is that you will never understand, or know
May this wound never be yours to bear
Nor heal.
