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Dinner
Silence as cold as a winter breeze
Blows over the table
The awkwardness
makes the air as thick as stew
the weight of eyes upon me
feels like the world is crushing down on my shoulders
yet I still feel your eyes hold the most weight
staring at me from across the table
you want to know what I'm thinking,
but I won't break
I'm sealed tighter than the world's greatest vault
yet more fragile than the most priceless vase.
I can't explain why I feel the way I do
wanting be by your side,
but not wanting to take risks too
I'm okay in this medium,
unable to express human emotions around other humans
yet I don't want to be stuck here forever.
I deny my feelings, I ignore my thoughts,
but now they seem to grow louder and louder
drowning out anything in my surroundings
Silence.
the restaurant is bustling,
but it still feels so silent here
should I flip the table
perhaps stab myself with a knife
anything to make this silence disappear
I'm screaming on the inside
Telling the world to listen,
but no sounds escape me,
they remain an internal debate
The Silence grows louder
how can nothing,
become to be such a big something
Published 25th Dec 2018
Author's Note
I don't remember writing this poem, but it apparently has been in my phone since 2017. When I read it feels familiar so it must be mine. Weird.
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