Silence's Victim

A poem about regrets. (Sorry, I'm really bad at descriptions)

She stayed awake in her bed,

Overcome by emotions,

And a million thoughts circling through her head.

 

The darkness swallowed her whole,

Leaving no room for even an ounce of light

To encapsulate her soul.

 

The willow tree called for her,

It’s leaves rustling in the evening wind,

But in her mind, all was a blur.

 

Regrets and sorrow captivated her mind

So much that everything ached.

 

Her vision blurred,

Hearing drowned,

And existence disappeared,

Leaving no trace behind.

 

The frustrations kept her mind a prisoner

In the jail that was her life.

 

 

 

Author's Note

One again, please tell me what you like and dislike about this poem. Thank you so much for reading and have a swell day!