Soundtrack of SilenceA Poem by Falling AwakeIn your wake, In your silence, a subtle soundtrack swarms my head. The melody of beeping monitors, The rhythm of knuckles on bed rails, And the verses, pitched in pain. They only grow louder, still. But, grabbing at the void for any last sound of you, I hear the wind rushing by as the world just keeps turning, I hear the cackling of atoms that never stopped their motion, I hear the grass strands rudely displacing your plot’s dirt, And reality itself popping as it rips apart at the seams. Truth is, I thought I’d feel silent without you, But it’s grown louder, still. © 2025 Falling AwakeReviews
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