Thoughts, Ink & Silence

When my voice begins to fail,
And words refuse to fall out,
I reach for ink and paper,
To write the ache away.

A letter, maybe a poem,
To speak what I can’t say,
But a whisper tells me softly,
“You’ll regret this anyway.”

So I sit with silent sorrow,
Let the heartbreak take its place,
It’s better than pretending
I’m untouched by your grace.

I love you, yes, too deeply,
Beyond my wired boundaries,
They say, if you love someone,
You let them go somehow.

So here I am, still writing,
With nothing left to gain,
Just tracing every feeling,
In the margins of my pain.

The universe was ruthless,
A cruel stab to my heart,
To love you this completely,
And be a moment late.

Ciao.

You thought I was the breeze,
soft spoken, easy to please.
A passing cloud, no threat to the skies,
just a hidden spark beneath your smoke.

But I was thunder, cloaked in grace,
a wildfire soul behind this face.
I watched you leave, calm and composed,
you never guessed the gate had closed.

You played your game, you drew your line,
then watched to see if I would cross mine.
But I stood still, no need to chase,
I left you spinning in your place.

You thought I would break and come crying,
but I was the wind that did the flying.
While you were waiting for control,
I learned to dance with my own soul.

You missed the quake beneath my chest,
mistook my stillness for your test.
But darling, storms don't beg or plead,
we flood the earth when we are freed.

Now, I am the rain you cannot hold,
lightning so sharp and quiet cold.
You feel me now in every sky,
in every breath, in every sigh.

You lost the one who knew your truth,
who loved you raw and gave you proof.
But you chose silence, you chose pride,
So now I rage where you can’t hide.

I am the echo in your bones,
the thunder rolling through your phones.
You scroll, you watch, you never speak,
and I grow stronger every week.

You thought I would fade and just disappear,
But storms like me don’t drown in fear.
I was not numb, I was not lame,
I was the fire you could not tame.

He was not my home,
I found shelter in my soul,
stronger walls, no cracks.

You thought I would reach back,
But silence became my truth,
I speak by not speaking.

I did not chase him.
Stillness became my power,
He dreams, I ascend.

I watched him let go,
but I held onto myself,
that was real power.