The Neighbors Might Hear

Be quiet, love, or the neighbors might hear

You sobbing into rumpled sheets.

Those tear stained fabrics and ragged clothes

Have folded in your sanity.

 

Be silent, hon, or the neighbors might hear

You crying out when you’re asleep.

Those disturbed pillows and unkempt hair

Have cushioned you from blank defeat.

 

Pipe down, my dear, or the neighbors might hear

The moans that come from troubled minds.

You toss and turn on beds that creak

And lie around the questioning eyes.

 

Hush hush, baby, or the neighbors might hear

The groans that echo empty sighs.

You resonate those haunting calls

And heavily whisper your goodbyes.

Reviews

[Krystal Nicole]

beautiful!! Great job!