Half a hemisphere away
I hear the things
You do not say.
I hear the thundering of your heart.
It tears my life and soul apart.
It echoes in my head and ears,
I tremble on the bed in tears,
I see you sitting, far, alone,
Silent like a block of stone,
With your head against the wall
Wishing, praying I would call …
Someday, I suppose I might
In the middle of the night.
While you lie there, softly dreaming,
When your heart has ceased its screaming,
When I’ve long since ceased to weep …
I wish you would go to sleep.
I wish the thundering would cease,
And let me lie and dream in peace.
― Written by Anna Vera Williams at Age 23




December 28, 2007 at 5:41 am
Oh WOW, Anna. You’ve captured what could be some of my own thoughts while falling asleep with a current love on my mind so many years ago… Your writing astounds me. Truth.
janetleigh
January 3, 2008 at 6:44 pm
I hear the things
You do not say
very nice.
January 3, 2008 at 8:11 pm
When your heart has ceased its screaming,
great line!