HENRY

You have embedded yourself in silence
Just like the growling wind of December crest
In a cold, blue winter eve.
You have drowned yourself in the sea of secrets
Of untold stories and unsaid promises
Then suddenly, you leave….

You are now in the pinnacle of knowing yourself
Of introducing the art of waiting to eternity
As you introduce eternity to me…
Now…you have lost the courage to believe
In the process of embedding yourself in silence
As you managed to know yourself

I knew you
You have lost yourself in the process of wanting to know me
You see? Life can’t be easy, as we learn about its irony
Silenced had broke itself, letting you go.
But, guess it’s too late.
Silence has you…
Down there.