No name.

silence consumes me.

it's greedy fingers constrict my departure.

willing me to stay, no matter how hard i try to leave.

i devise plan after plan.

meticulous detail down to bone.

i have tried wax and the feathers from birds,

knotted bedsheets and a knapsack

full of what's most dear to me.

and yet i still cannot make it past

the threshold of my door.

because darling, you hold me in place.

my heart is slowing me down.

your silence is the anchor holding me here.

and i'm starting to wonder if i'll ever leave

i'm going in circles;

in search of a certain direction.

maybe i'll find you.

hopefully, i'll find you..