I write for fear of silence that echoes
Pounds
On my ears,
To illustrate
Sunken fears.
I hope to heal
From these
Festering wounds
And dry these tears.
My bones are broken
My spirit a tarnished token
My heart misspoken
All these years I tried
With empty eyes
To rise from the ground
While others shoved me back down.
I sing to release my
Sorrow for tomorrow
And to lose
To prove myself right.
When the time has already passed by.
I yearn to feel
Your touch
On my skin
All the time.
My sunset fades away
My time wastes day by day
My love is on the relay
If my words make sense to you
Then perhaps you do
Want to ease my pain
That burns in my veins.
Perhaps you hear my plea
I cry everyday.
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