the things that weigh heavy on a mind
escalates the silence in a room;
feelings dangle and hang on to a memory;
all the while it fights with the walls that wail
and grieves within the fire.
the voice inside my head reads aloud the hiding looming thoughts.
haunting echos, repeating and knocking itself down
until the reality hits;
the heart sinks and the mind blinks.
the rocking chair cracks and squeaks;
taunting in such an erupted whisper.
the sun tried to blind everything while it set;
but the stars followed
and caught everything i lost –
the moon shone and gave it all back
all the while feeding the voice in my head
as it reads aloud the forgotten looming thoughts.
c. 2016 bgw