Whisper’s of harsh voices
tensed up hope filling the silence that follows
for days, weeks, months
the tears fall only at night
and then I’ll wonder what’s wrong
emotion has been emptied of meaning
nothing to show what I know
for days, weeks, months
the sun comes back up and my pillow is dry
it will never be clean
no matter how many times it’s washed, concealed, forgiven
for days, weeks, months
I won’t forget.
Thank you for reading 😉 I don’t want to share what this poem was written about but I do want to say that writing it both helped and is currently helping me get through it 👊 I hope you’re having a beautiful day! 👑❤
I love this poem so much Elsie…
It’s not about love but moving-on, I guess I had read a lot of poems like this today.
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Thank you!! I agree, it can be interpreted in many ways and will mean different things to different people 🙂
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Welcome 😊
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This is beautiful.
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Thank you!!
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That is very kind of you and would be great to have as an option, thank you! 😄
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I hope you feel better soon 💜 Beautiful poem!
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Thank you so much! 🤗❤
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