listenin’ to silence…

wanna call her…

what would you say…

don’t know…been so long…maybe I wouldn’t say anything…just listen to her…listen to what she has to say…

probably get an earful…

probably…got it comin’ to me…didn’t listen to her for the longest time…didn’t hear her when she said things had to change…didn’t respond to that voice…silent voice that says the most important things…so quiet for so long…and I didn’t hear that silence…

what’re you talkin’ ’bout…

when they stop talkin’ that’s when you better listen…they’re screamin’ out…and they got you on a clock…timing you…seein’ how long it takes for a response…seein’ if you catch on…

so it’s a game…

no…just the way they communicate…long hushed tones…and you hear ’em…just ignore it…like it’s not there…but…it’s like an elephant in the room…it’s deafening…so you start goin’ out at night more and more…always comin’ home drunk…passin’ out on the couch…you still hear that silence from down the hallway…at the breakfast table…in the car…you can’t shut it off…she’s waitin’ on you to fold…

so you wanna call her…and listen to silence…you wanna do that…

yeah…I do…

Published by: dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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