Withering

Tue, 07/15/2014 - 16:55 -- Kerr

The silence screams through the noise

The blindness crawls through the images flashing by her eyes

The anger hides behind a mask of smiles

The tears stream but they can't be seen through the look of laughter upon her face

So young and free she feels herself withering away of old age

Nobody can see, nobody can find

Drowning in a sea of darkness she is pulled away

Forever drifting toward the horizon

 

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