THE SILENCE, LEFT BY A LOST GUARDIAN

Since the guardian left,
Time doesn’t move the same...
It drags me through some worst mornings
Except me,I have none to blame...

I'm trying to return,
To the person I was before.....
Trying to forget the reflections of
The guardian who doesn't exist anymore.....

But that version of me..
Got stabbed for those unavoidable scenes....
Life didn’t turn out the way it's supposed to be..
Now I sit with unfinished work & dreams....

And some people
they don’t say much...
When I ask for help,
it feels like I’m asking too much...
Cause I can feel it;
Their pauses get longer,
The responses get shorter,
Their eyes look past me,
Like I’m already fading..
When I speak, it feels like I’m interrupting..
A world that has no space for my pain.....

So I stopped, not because I’m okay, nor
My mind stays closed...
But because silence hurts less
Than being slowly ignored...

And in the middle of it all,
I still look for my guardian..
In quiet rooms, late at night,
Because he was the one..
Who never turned away....
Never made me feel like a burden,
Never left my words unanswered in any way....

The world still moves on,but not for the boy who lost the life of his dear one 🙂

  -Abrar Fai Yaz