When all is lost
I am done
I struggle to be whole
I find myself nowhere
Yet I am somewhere running
From nothing but myself
I can not move
But I twitch in the silence
I yell out
But it was only a whisper
Only loud enough
That it wasn't there
When sleep is not found
I dream of broken things
Like a mirror smashed
Glass that had fallen
Times that had been forgotten
Love that was forbidden
I can not hear
But the loudness is bringing death
I hear the roar
I hear the squeak
I hear the footsteps
That were never there
When the time has come
I was not prepared
I was already drowning
No one was a hero
I was battling alone
With millions of souls
But at last when the darkness comes
When all has happened
Had become my past
I cry out for somebody, nobody
And silence follows the noise
Me, myself, was the darkness that closed in
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Things That Come In Life
PoetryWhen I get strong emotions or just inspiration, I write these poems. I hope you like them if you want to read them. I have always liked poems.