The silence is deafening
taunting, provoking fear,
unspoken words hang in the balance
of turmoil.
Hidden mysteries slowly
surface,
marred, corrupt,
tainted.
Shock waves vibrate
the silent tears,
dripping down parched
cheeks.
Unnerved,
grasping for a word
of reassurance,
forgiveness.
Talk to me,
tell me that you
understand,
comprehend the fear.
Open your heart
and allow me in,
for I am the one who
hurts now.
Shadows fall on the
whirling emotions,
scattered to the four
winds.
Cast adrift
by unhappy thoughts,
searching for a
kindness...given freely.
The silence is deafening
taunting, provoking fear,
unspoken words hang in the balance
of turmoil.
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