Silence is deafening
When it’s only at the end-
For its the companion of lonely
Or a loss to pretend…

The frost at the door
Knocks life once there-
Leaves were in the trees
And fights were fair…

There was crazy
With a beautiful twist-
It wasn’t in memories
But the life we lived…

There is a loss
On the inside of this-
Just like death
Once was, just is.