It’s quiet here

The jokes have dried,

The voices fade,

And silence remains. 

.

Lone behind a smile’s wall, 

Crying out a voiceless call, 

Away from me! No! Stay… 

.

It’s quiet here,

Beneath it all. 

It’s quiet in my soul. 

.

Whimpering softly in the cold, 

Held by nothing,

Fading slow. 

.

A whisper whirls in voiceless winds, 

Of sinking deep and falling in,

Silence takes it all. 

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It’s hurting now. 

It always is. 

It’s silent in my soul.