Silence.
No sounds.
Cruel agonising weighted palms -motionless.
Awkwardly tilting heads - slewed.
No sounds.
Aching eyes straining, squinting,
Scanning shadows - flickering doubts.
No sounds.
Mouth void of saliva - air vacuumed.
Scent of dried overflowing ashtrays.
No sounds.
Rushing words paused - timeless.
Fuzzing television reveals - autostereograms.
No sounds.
Feather legs - anchored down firmly.
Melodic tap drips - echoing distantly.
No sounds.
Arms glued inwards - tightly snug.
Stained floors infested with insects.
No sounds.
Concentrated silence - deafening.
Wry smile painfully cracks unshaven skin.
No sounds.
Lost in mindless flaws - unrecognised
Mocking photos hung in recessed walls.
No sounds.
Conscious slow motioned blink - closed.
Takeaway packaging suitably camouflaged.
no sounds.
Heartbeat dwindles distantly on & on & on.
Emptiness, darkness - cold still night
No sounds.
Silence.
Silence.
Silence.
Shhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Gone.
Sleep.
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@aleishagayle20 lol thanks!! I can't be all romantic and sweat all the time, I have to be weird, deep and strange......don't I? Lmfao x
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