new breath

I thought I needed you  
like the beating of my own heart
I let you be the ink in my veins
and you gave me a voice
when the world wanted my silence
 
I didn't know then
that you were just a vessel  
for me to find the orchestra
of my own dyslexic symphony
that only sounds like music
when the decebels are set to scream
 
Did you know that I'm more
than white noise in the dark?
I didn't know I could be more than static
until I learned to embrace  
your unending radio silence
 
'Cause I miss the memory of your voice
the memory of your laughter
the memory of the way we used to be
but I don't miss you anymore
 
Because I don't need you  
like the beating of my own heart
I just needed you to leave  
so I could hear the way I sound  
when I breathe  
 
© Indie Adams 2018