In the quiet of my room, my phone lies still,
A silent sentinel, keeper of unspoken words.
I reach for it, hope flickering like a candle,
But the screen remains dark, a mirror of my doubts.
Days pass, marked by the absence of your voice,
Each moment a reminder of what could have been
Yet in this void, I find an unexpected strength,
A resolve born from ashes of disappointment.
The world outside my window keeps turning,
Lives upended by sudden changes at work.
In this uncertainty, I find a strange comfort,
A reminder that nothing is truly permanent.
So I stand tall, amidst the quiet and the chaos,
My worth not measured by messages received.
In the garden of my heart, I plant new seeds,
Nurtured by self-love and watered with patience.
For in this silence, I've found my own voice,
Strong and clear, echoing with newfound grace.
Though disappointment may knock at my door,
I am a the keeper of my own happiness, forevermore.
About the Creator
Winry
I write whatever is on my mind!


Comments (3)
Amazing
That was a heartfelt one. Thanks for sharing it.
I love your poem. Resilience, patience, and determination combined to create survival.