Silence

Silence
Such a quiet and peaceful word.
Yet when silence comes around I hate her.
She’s holding my hand when your footsteps close the door
She’s bubbling when I’m waiting for your call
She’s there speaking in my ear when you’re shouting
And I’m walking away
It’s time I let go.
Both of you.
Neither of you does any good to me.
Walk away.
Now I’m walking away.
I must to.
If I want to keep on going forward.


P.S Silence can speak so much to someone who truly listens.
       Dear heart do what she says.