Sweet Nothing

Why my own silence seems like a betrayal

To myself, my wants,

My love.

Where does my peace lie

My heart, his heart, her heart

Or his truth, her oblivion

Why am I

Hiding under the quilt of denial trying to sink deeper and deeper

And still,

Slowly putting my  head out

Visioning my eyes into anticipation

Anticipation that is nothing but a facade I shamelessly create

It’s going to burst

It is bursting

I think I’m the one but I’m not

But I still want to

I still think it’s there, somewhere

What am I beyond this body

Beyond this love

I think I’ve given myself up to.


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