Not Even a Whisper


It’s still no matter that desire exists, I keep lying to myself.
Surely something must distract your sound sleep as it does for me.
That unlocked door has remained ajar for so long now,
a little light still glimmers against the ingress of doubt.
I remain indignant, stuck in this emotional vacuum devoid of what matters, screaming, bawling, through the hubbub, alone in quietude with not even a whisper to keep me content.


15 Comments on “Not Even a Whisper

  1. I really like this poem. It feels so raw and yet the words still try to hide it.
    I’m sure you’ve seen that I am gathering guest submissions to my blog. I would like to feature some of your poetry on my blog. Follow the link if you are interested.

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    • Thanks man, appreciate your time reading it. And that’s funny because just last night I was going to reach out and say that I was in on your submission blog and you beat me to it lol… I’m definitely on board with that. Btw thanks for the offer as well 😀

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