There is a churn deep in the center of my core.
Unbearably Twisting and cutting through me until I can't stand anymore
My feet tremble,and shakily,to my knees I fall.
Suddenly I feel a silence and it orders everything to a pause.
I groan in agony because deeper into my soul this silence presses it's claws..
Next I see my dreams drip through my hands
I desperately try to pick them up but they turn into wisps of smoke..
I can see them but try as I may,I fail to hold them so I go into a shoke
I can't take it any longer, so I let out a loud cry.
I scream with all the air of my lungs hoping to be heard, until my throat is dry.
Anguish rises in me like bile,and I swallow hard as I wipe a teardrop from my eye.
At that very moment I realize that the glimmer of hope I had left in me is fading away..
No where to go, alone, terrified, the only thing I can do is pray.
So with everything I got within me I pour myself out..
And I hope that God hears the pieces of my broken heart clatter on the floor loud.
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The Voice of My Silence
PoesíaThe words that he spat germinated and grew into the tree that overshadowed him What goes around.. From the author: vote and comment if you like what you see
