Falling for the Ceiling

Falling for the Ceiling by Jack A.S. Dunce I understood silence. I've somehow befriended the ceiling After staring at it 'til morning. It happened casually, without me knowing it. I spoke to it to fill your absence, I admit, The growing silence eating away my spirit, Along with memories that once held hope we'd make it. Have we asked how our days are going? Or have we grown too tired of asking? I understood silence. --🏵️-- ©️pgmr 06/08/2025 *inspired by the poem: "The Goodbye We Didn't Say" by @Silent Poet posted in the wall of @༒𝒩𝓌 𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓷