By Monica C. Voskamp
Mute.
My soul is on mute.
I can’t laugh. I can’t cry.
I’m just on mute.
I feel like a stone,
Cold and empty hearted
So mute.
I don’t even know
If I want someone
To crank up my stereo
Because right now maybe
I need to be mute.
No words
For a heart that has been crushed.
No words
For a soul that has been bruised.
No words. No words.
Because words can’t explain,
Words can’t justify.
Words can’t possibly describe
What it feels like being
Mute.
Feelings numb.
Maybe it’s protective mode
Maybe it’s not.
Maybe I’m shutting down
And too far gone.
I cannot speak yet
I can’t and I won’t.
Words can’t form in me.
It’s like an empty space,
With no letters
No rhythm
No emotion
No will, just numb.
Quiet, on hold.
Wait a moment
Or don’t.
Either way I’m here
Stuck on mute.
Always believe. Always hope. Always love. 💕
*Photo Credit: https://unsplash.com/@inagarbe
I love this! Really well done
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Thanks Jason 🙂
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You’re welcome 😁
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