Wane

by Sunshine   Jun 6, 2020


The space you left kills.
The sound of wind
provokes my lonsome soul
and the gentle silence
breaks itself out of me
in rage of misery.

I am fading in the quiet.

As more time passes by,
you grow inside
and silently, I wither.

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  • 3 years ago

    by Violet Raven

    I love how with each poem uou write you allow the reader a different perspective each time. And something that goes unnoticed a lot of time is your ability to make the title perfect with the poem itself.

    This person has left a void within you where love once was. Sometimes it could be a good thing but this feels fresh. So this void hurts more than normal.

    I love the line 'the sound of wind' it works well to dictate the meaning of silence. The empty calm hurts more than it helps and i feel like it is because of being left alone with your thoughts. It makes you over think things and gives you rage about the things that happened.

    With the rage it turns into depression with the silence is overtaking your emotional state.

    The more time passes the more you think about what happened and you start to wither.

    Loved the story overall here because you put an impact in your words that steadily grow more insane. I love the breakdown of the poem as a whole because each line makes you slowly grasp for normalcy and in the end emotions win.

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