Silence

What is it about you

that makes me feel so small and invisible

Sometimes it's like

me and the fly on the f*****g wall are the same thing

Equally unnoticeable

Equally separated from the world

When I'm with you

I strive to be someone other than me

Because me might not be enough

Might not be good enough

To match your "greatness"

Self-proclaimed king

Self-declared Majesty

I don't even have my Self

I give it to you

unwillingly

unnoticeably 

undeniably

It disgusts you

It disgusts me 

Such power deserves something equal

you might think

Not a timid smudge on the wall

that you make me feel

Or is it me

Is it me that I make me feel like this

My silence disturbs you

It penetrates your being like a sword

Perhaps this is my power in my insignificance

Reviews

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Silence used to withhold connection, avoid ending a relationship or confronting an issue with someone, is a mighty sword that hurts everyone. When discomfort lingers with no outlet for expression it tends to gnaw at your emotions like rotten food. Great emotional write - full of drama and intrigue ... :-)

[Paul Bell]

Nice to see you back. Like how you've bestowed greatness against your own self. Yet that greatness can only grow if you're there. Strange how the smallest part missing, stops the whole machine.

[Marina]

Never thought about it in this perspective. It's definitely refreshing. Thank you!