Day 120: I'm Not Okay With The Silence

I don't mind waiting as long as there is sun,

brightly shine and sometimes blinding,

if you just promise.

Even if it's a lie,

that you will come back home.

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These are hard times.

And it's even harder to put on masks.

To wear faces to assure those around me,

that all's allright and work's well.

Some moments I spend in silence,

but only when I'm sure that there's

no one around to see if I should have

one or two teardrops for you.

These are hard times,

harder when I realize I made you,

A Promise.

Just a simple thing to do yet taking me,

just a lot strength of will to not to.

Because I made you a promise.

So I became silent.

And when I want to leave the light on,

I can't sleep, can't rest.

Because it is silent. Too silent.

And if I turn off the light,

the darkness is not a friend anymore.

But I stay silent.

These are hard times,

these are the times of the midnight sun.

These are hard times.

But I'll fool anyone.

Anyone but you.