The lights are off, and I am in dark, but from my small hole, you help me depart. Your distance increases receding so slow, almost as if you would like to let go. Your silence like thorns, it pierces my heart, though from your sweet lips, you let none depart. Yet in my mind's eye, is certainly you, I think and I think, but am never through. This love that I have it continually wins, but silence on silence I see not an end. The silence constricting I try hard to breathe, use silence a weapon O can it help me? Or will it just add to the deadliness twice, to make ever deadly the silence in spite? "Use silence yourself!" I hear someone cry. "Silence protects you!" Another replies. I love you! I love you! Yes I truly do! But silence like thorns makes my mind so untrue. I know that you're busy and use this to cope, Your mind oh so tired and just wants to loaf. But silence leaves wanting my mind of its hope, when answers and your life my mind wants to know. I realize you're tired and need your sweet rest, and love is not broken when put to the test. So I will be silent except if you ask, and maybe return to my sane mind at last.
The lights are off, and I am in dark, but from my small hole, you help me depart. 

Your distance increases receding so slow, almost as if you would like to let go.

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Something I wrote a while ago. Experimenting with sharing my poetry. Hopefully whoever reads this enjoys

The lights are off, and I am in dark, but from my small hole, you help me depart. Your distance increases receding so slow, almost as if you would like to let go. Your silence like thorns, it pierces my heart, though from your sweet lips, you let none depart. Yet in my mind's eye, is certainly you, I think and I think, but am never through. This love that I have it continually wins, but silence on silence I see not an end. The silence constricting I try hard to breathe, use silence a weapon O can it help me? Or will it just add to the deadliness twice, to make ever deadly the silence in spite? "Use silence yourself!" I hear someone cry. "Silence protects you!" Another replies. I love you! I love you! Yes I truly do! But silence like thorns makes my mind so untrue. I know that you're busy and use this to cope, Your mind oh so tired and just wants to loaf. But silence leaves wanting my mind of its hope, when answers and your life my mind wants to know. I realize you're tired and need your sweet rest, and love is not broken when put to the test. So I will be silent except if you ask, and maybe return to my sane mind at last.

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