Bearing down, the empty sound
The tick tock clock is falling down
The air around, an empty roar
The shattered pieces on the floor
You run to her, you loose the race
The silence wearing on your face
A word to fight against the night
Not an ember to ignite
You shout and scream all day through
A roaring silence taking you
It shuts you out
Out of the light
Takes away your will to fight
Now not a word
A squeal or peep
The only sound, a silent weep
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A Peek Behind The Veil
PoetryA collection of poetry that takes a deeper look at life experiences.
