You are alone
Not a soul in sight
You count away the hours
It's late into the night
The silence soon engulfs you
It eats away at your sanity
But there is no place for greed
There is no place for vanity
What seems to be a blessing
Soon becomes a curse
Now that there's only silence
You realize there's nothing worse
You try to cry out
But your lips refuse to part
You know you can't escape
For silence fills your heart
There is only one solution
One way to end it all
One way to escape the silence
You eye the bread knife on the wall
Your sweaty hands grasp the handle
You plunge the blade into your chest
You wait for the silence to be over
But you have failed the test
Now your silence is eternal
You have sealed your own fate
Now the silence waits patiently
For the next fool to take the bait.
YOU ARE READING
Blood-Stained Glass
PoetrySometimes the scariest things in life can be the things we know best. The things that seem almost transparent, not seeming to hide a thing. But they are hiding dark secrets, and when revealed, you'll never see things the same way again...
