The silence that followed

The sound of sudden silence isn’t silent when it’s the only sound

You realize that you’re totally alone and there’s nobody holding you down

There’s nobody to live for you have no home when your homeward bound

The only place your wanted is when they put you in the ground

But     you’ll take up too much space

Why not just burn you until you’re Ash

It’s like you only mattered when you were giving ass cash or grass

But nobody wants you around for good the feelings always die fast

You take your life on a pleasant day when it’s warm slightly overcast

And then everybody loved you everybody cries when it’s the right time

Everybody is remorseful when it’s them that sympathy finds

Where was all that love when you were stuck in your own mind

I guess they couldn’t see you the entire world was blind

And now you’re only remembered it’s your birthdays and Christmas cards

Your mother doesn’t talk about you she says that it’s too hard

But really keep me in your memory alive wasn’t worth her time

The entire world moves without you you look down and everyobes fine

My god it feels so empty my God it’s something strange

That I ever really existed that I ever lived in that place where nobody remembers me they can’t remember my face maybe I was born too soon maybe a little too late 

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Sophia Bennett is an art historian and freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, symbolism, and artistic expression. With a background in Renaissance and modern art, Sophia enjoys uncovering the hidden meanings behind iconic works and sharing her insights with art lovers of all levels. When she’s not visiting museums or researching the latest trends in contemporary art, you can find her hiking in the countryside, always chasing the next rainbow.

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