words fail me now
yet still, somehow
I feel an inner calm
the thunder yells
the spewing hell
of constant verbal bombs
in silence stares
become less glares
the impasse means no more
no more words said
no turn of head
just a gentle closing door
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my sanity
PoetryThe battles fought ... In the end ... What I defend ... Is my sanity
gentle closing door
words fail me now
yet still, somehow
I feel an inner calm
the thunder yells
the spewing hell
of constant verbal bombs
in silence stares
become less glares
the impasse means no more
no more words said
no turn of head
just a gentle closing door