Here I lay just kissing the silence.

Even though she’s right next to me.

If that doesn’t paint the picture

Of what we have come to be.

What once was my life’s armor,

Is now the reason I can’t breathe.

Suffocating from this solitude.

I hate that I now want her to leave.

And so as I lay here kissing the silence.

Teary-eyed, yet not for what has faded.

I look to the unknown future.

Where I hope my heart won’t again be jaded.

In a sense, our time, I consider it a waste.

Just lying here kissing the silence.

Hoping in the morning, I don’t see her face.

About the Author Mr. Boza

The summer of 2019 was when I decided to no longer go through life holding my feelings, my thoughts, and my emotions contained within. I needed a change in life and since I made that decision, life has been so much more liberating. Nowadays my writing helps me express myself in a way that allows me to feel whatever it is that I'm thinking or feeling or even yearning for, pour out and not consume me from within. My work is simple to read, simple to understand, and hopefully is the type of writing that makes someone smile when they read it. Enjoy.

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