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I can feel you,
Your ear to my chest
With the expectation of
That steady heart beat the doctor waits for
When he says breath in…
Sometimes, that alone is too loud,
A constant noise in the background,
A reminder that it is not easy to be silent,
In a world which expects so much noise.
You say you’ll always be listening,
But with an expectation of happiness,
And silence has never seemed to be
The affirmation you have wanted to hear.
Expectation molds reality and,
“Happiness isn’t silent, and
Shouldn’t you see a doctor, and
We’re just trying to do what’s best, and”
All I can hear is noise,
In a moment which was perfect for silence.
Yet, I’ll sit here and wait, on this cold hard table,
While you expect an echoing diagnoses.
But, amongst the commotion of your expectations
I can’t help but notice the deafening silence
When the doctor says breath in…