I’ve tried everyday of my life,

To figure out what the scent

Of silence would smell like.

Does it smell of beer,

As it runs down your throat?

Does it smell of love,

Going through your bones?

Or is it a different scent,

Maybe the scent of fear?

Cause what if one day

You lose all your beer?

Or lose all that love that

Used to go to your bones?

After years of looking

I’ve finally understand,

That if silence was a scent,

It would smell like death.

-aubrey