Heaviness and Silence

A dark so deep, it is like a shell
Enclosing me within my skin’s depth
Blinding my eyes just as well
But breathing, still not death

A stillness that brings no sound
A silent fullness fills my ear
No footsteps upon the ground
Only my breathing do I hear

Even my skin feels the moist air wet
Touching every pore with dampness
Moisture filled droplets of sweat
I shiver with the cold clamminess

It is quiet this trickle of rain
Something inside not to be shown
A sobbing loss I have felt again
Chilling thoughts of pain I’ve known

Barbara Blackcinder


About Barbara Blackcinder

I am a poet/writer with a need for words. There are so many out there that I haven't used yet. They define all reality and mine when you read those from me.
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