This space in the bed is bigger than the both of us
a chasm that seems impossible to fill
it slowly swallowed our hopes and dreams
i fear that one day it will swallow us too
the space in the bed is filled with silence
silent anger
silent tears
silent heartbreak
silent regret
the silence is louder than anything else
it drowns us both out
til we can do nothing but allow the silence to envelope us
the silence is safer than sound
the sound echos loudly into the space in the bed
the sound claws and rips
fighting to escape us
begging for the freedom of release
but still the silence of the space prevails
the space in the bed has slowly emptied us of ourselves
creating a shell of the love that used to reside in it
Do you remember the love that used to reside there ?
Do you remember how that spaced used to be filled with secrets, moments of delight, comfort, warmth?
we are at war
But i fear
that we are losing to the space in the bed