To Noise

Written by: Ava Siomou

To Noise

you drape an arm over me,

                      busying the other with your phone

its screen is hurting my eyes and your chin is hurting my ribs, but i don’t say that

      i don’t say a thing

           it’s too late, i say 

             i don’t want to disturb you

                i can’t handle another fight today

                   

                                                my mouth is closed

           i want to scream 

    i want to make a noise

that you won’t be able to pick apart and refute

        i want to tell you that i’m unhappy,

            that i want out 

               that i want to make it all stop

        all the fights, all the tension in my chest,

    all the arguments i lose

                           i want it to be gone;

                                   for us to be okay again,

for your jokes to make me smile 

           and your lips to make me weak



i don’t want silence