Sunday, May 22, 2011

Cry of the Solitary Heart

All the others have grown silent
No companion to remain
All the words are now unspoken
Unheard, untaken, just dying
And the weight pains me
Drags me deep into the morass
While fleeting moments of light
Wholly unbroken by my pale shade
Break when black holes for eyes
Pierce the skin already shattered
Cracks the seams not yet healed
With the emptiness

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