Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Night rolls in
Cold chills your skin
Fear creeps within
There is no solace in sin

The shudders grow profuse
Now, there is no use
Failed attempts to hang the noose
Barrages of your own self-abuse

Still the silence crawls
So dress yourself just like a doll
No one sees your pain, after all
Hide it as you fall

Despair is your only friend
Bring your pain to an end
As all the mixed emotions blend
Nothing shall amend

The light you show
Since long ago
Has been blinded by your own woe
In a box, it will stay, let it go
That peaceful box will not overflow.

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