Can we ever get rid of the what's and the if's, the doubts that exist in our minds? In the silence I am tricked into thinking you'll forget and I'll be stranded like a man in a mine. Like a city besieged, it was the loneliest thing, your silence held in cold delay. And I felt faint of heart because I was caught between the weight of everything I couldn't say. I don't know how to follow because you and I know I can't go between the gallows and the gates. The day between the soil and the sky, an emptiness, a void, a heaviness, a sigh. But I know you will make it through alive because you never said goodbye.
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