roses drippimg drops of chloroform into my

eyes nose mouth ears

blood leaking from every crevice in my skin,

dents left by my nails

drugging me with your words and dragging me

to hell with your love

wrapping your arms around me,

promises flooding out of your mouth and filling my

stupid nonsensical mind

_gullible_

old wounds have since sealed but you threaten

to tear open the stitches and twirl...

If silence had a scent, it would carry the delicate, crisp fragrance of a morning mist, untouched by noise or movement. It would smell like fresh air after rain, clean and light, with faint notes of pine or cedar from distant forests. There might be a subtle hint of cool stone, like the inside of a cave, blending with the softness of fallen leaves. Silence would smell pure and calming, with a whis...

If silence were a scent it would smell like my mother

Because she doesn’t talk

She is dead

If silence were a scent it would smell like my native deodorant

Because it doesn’t talk either.

If silence were a scent it would smell like my bed because, contrary to popular belief, beds do not have mouths and cannot make noise.

If silence were a scent it would smell like cashmere and rain, because that’...

If silence had a scent, it would smell like the woods after a rainstorm. Just after, when you can still smell the rain on the leaves and the petrichor from the soil.

It can be the first breath you take in the morning, stiring from a long dream and no one else is awake yet. You can open the window, smelling the crisp morning air while you watch the sun slowly rising.

Silence also smells like a can...

Everyone was silently watching a movie

It was late and everyone had fallen asleep.

Except for Sally, the tv was on but just a blur on the screen no sound. It had been snowing for several hours and we were all just hanging out.

I suppose I was the only one awake. I was just laying in the same room amoug several friends.

It was perfectly silent even the snow outside looked like the sun was out. O...

If silence had a scent, it would smell of ashes.

It would smell like the leftovers of blazing flames,

Remnants of what used to be burning noises and sounds.

Silence would be the gentle murmur of

A candle being blown out.

All that is left is the soundless whisper of smoke

After the tongues of fire are done speaking.

Silence is the slight aroma of embers being

carried with the wind in the quietest b...

If silence had a scent, it would smell like a cold winter's day in a pine forest. The cold air would be a fresh as a peppermint and the pine forest would be the after taste. Just five minutes would leave you feeling cleansed and refreshed with a red nose and cheeks. Snow has a way of silencing the world around us, muting the obnoxious sounds of the city. It calms the mind and the soul, slowing the...

If silence had a scent, it would smell like warm summer air as you lay in the softly trickling grass.

It would smell like a crisp cool breeze as the first quiet snowflakes of winter wisp through the air.

It would smell like the sharp scent of a hospital as a mother embraces her sleeping newborn.

It would smell like the putrid smell you find while checking on an ill and elderly neighbor. ...

Do you find it odd that whenever there’s a silent moment, there’s a smell that accompanies it? I didn’t realize it at first, mainly because the scent is so stealthy that it creeps into you without you realizing. It starts as the faintest whiff, and before you can wonder what it was, it’s invaded the undertones in the air.

It doesn’t matter what the air previously smelled like, because as the sile...

“…and you _totally_ wouldn’t believe it when I said—“

…

That’s when Will’s world went silent.

He gazed at the people around the table. Mr. Tee with his fancy moustache, throwing his head back into a laugh. Plumpy Mrs. Howl, parting her red lips, baring her teethy smile. An inaudible warm laughter, under the warm lights. Delectable food served in golden platter. The clinging and clanging of for...