THE ROOMS YOU DON’T SHOW

By Vera Von Monika

There are rooms in you
with no stage lights,
no chords, no keys
just silence pressed against the walls.

I don’t ask to enter,
but I feel them
when your voice falters,
when a lyric breaks
not from breath
but from memory.

I see the shadow
of a half-closed door
in the space between verses,
in a rest
heavier than the note before it.

You give the world
your strongest spine,
but I wonder
how often it aches
from carrying what you never say.

If you ever let the silence speak,
I’ll be there
not to fill it,
but to listen
without turning away.

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