I Am

I am the the quiet in
your head

I am the empty spaces
where silence lies

I am the repetition,
the cracks in your interior

I am the afternoon sunset,
filling you with dread

I am the tremble in
your hand,
the unsteady sigh

I am the enigma
that lies inside

I am the broken speech,
fighting to cry out

I am the vacant eyes,
longing for things unremembered

© Nicole Harlow (grenbisous)

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