I sit on the shore of this island

I look upon civilization.

It teems with life, laughter, and joy.

I can hear their echoes in the distance

But all that I feel is silence

It whispers to me in the isolation

Silence calls my name.

It’s deafening.

I have myself to blame.

I walked here.

I used to have a life of abundance;

Until a faint, rickety, old bridge attracted this wandering soul.

 I stepped foot on this island and exploration drove me wild.

I could smell the ashes in the air.

My bridge had burned to the ground.

I was trapped.




Then I realized I carried the matches in my hand.

Silence laughs at me.



via Daily Prompt: Silence

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