The Echoes in the Silence
I do not know if I'm dead or alive it's getting hard to breathe and I can't find much relief from the echoes of the silence that even find me in my sleep the days grow long and the nights hold a certain chill that remind me that you're not here anymore I'm talking of the good days just to ease my pain it all the madness on my brain I wish I could ask if you feel the same blessing missing the days when we would play and lay all day carefree and feeling we had nothing to lose friends wanting to play games but the echoes of the silence keep beating me down and got me feeling misused it's got me by its reins and I can't escape the pain of what once was and will never be the same the silence becoming my friend because there is no one to depend, no one to run to, no one to cry and tell all my shames and pains ashamed of how it ended before it began the pain of the whole you left without even warning
Rocío (Ro) Christensen
@rocio · 0:22
Wow. Thank you so much for sharing. I mean, I'm just always amazed at this level of artistry, of how you can craft something with that cadence and that rhythm and the tone and your voice as well. I really, really enjoyed it. Thank you so much for sharing this potent and vulnerable piece. Thank you