i knock
but the door does not open
i speak my name into the dark
but even the echoes refuse to answer
the walls should hold memories
but they are empty
hollow bones of a place
that never wanted me
the mirror stands waiting
but i am not in it
i press my hand to the glass
expecting warmth
but it is only cold
only blank
only a reflection of nothing
somewhere
a door swings open to nothing
somewhere
my shadow walks without me
i thought if i waited long enough
the silence would break
that something would call me back
but silence is not waiting
silence has already moved on
Fantastic work.
Appreciate you Thomas..
Silence never stays. Nice piece
Thank you Fia, appreciate the read..
Haunting and familiar. To me, this read of loneliness and longing.
“even the echoes refuse to answer.”
This line lingers.
Superb writing, poet.
Thank you Adira, truly appreciate the kind words.
My pleasure 🌺
Powerfully penned, Fred. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thank you Damian…