A voice,
Muted,
Lost,
Somewhere,
Along the way...
Being strangled out,
Tangled up,
In a speechless state,
The beginning,
Of something terrible,
Looms there in the,
Silent night...
A deafening,
Maddening silence,
That nothing can,
Penetrate,
Closing down,
Shutting off,
Becoming less then,
The day before...
Barely living,
Just holding on,
By a thread of shear will,
Not ready to give in,
But something,
Has to win...
Please tell me what you think
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Well as always your work far surpasses the work of most. This was beautiful and hauntingly sad. It just felt like being slowy suffocated. There is no way out, but also no way to give in.
Despair
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