i feel the quiet beneath my skin

it does create a mighty din

i feel the quiet around my soul

an empty part a vacant hole

i feel the quiet within and out

so loud at me it tries to shout

 i cannot run i cannot flee

the quiet lives inside

of me

i ask myself as i sit here

what does life have for me

more hurt, more pain more loneliness

or perhaps a touch of glee

i can barely see today

i cannot see tomorrow

the past i try to sweep away

some joy id like to borrow

this was a night she spent alone

drinking wine talking on the phone

drowning in her old routine

thinking life so very mean

no sleep in sight no peace no rest

lost in her own empty nest

their time together

they laughed and smiled

fun was all they knew

but would she think

this was wasted time

as soon it would be

through?

the hours passed

the night grew long

she stood aghast

at all so wrong

surrounding her

amongst the mess

was there any good

is anybodys guess

want

she didnt trust his motivation

she sadly thought

with consternation

what from her did he really need

was it love or emotional greed

he needed her

she needed him

the future seemed

questionable

the past was grim