The glowing green light from the alarm clock catches
my eye;
Just a reminder of the time that slowly passes.
My eyes try their very best to close,
but as soon as I begin to catch some sleep,
images fill my mind like silent reminders.
Though they're not silent at all.
More like thousands of different noises going on all at
A roll of nausea comes back.
My eyes quickly open to force the images out of my
They quietly linger.

Words flow through me like a faucet.
Lines and phrases that feel like they were just
The lyrics of a song,
expressing every word I could never say.
Empty inboxes,
old frames,
and a heart that no longer speeds.
Just silent reminders
that were never really silent at all.