Nov 10, 2005 23:37
the melodie of silence plays over and over in my ears
it ingulfs me and breaks me apart with its dark inscription
being written over and over in my head
creating a sick and somewhat sad manisfested projection
telling me who the picture is starring back in the glass
of a silly girl living the imaginary image sure to be fiction
the molodie of silence plays over and over in my heart
it keeps me awake to ponder my upmost fears
just to shiver and feel the cold breeze of the night
doubt burning the dreams no one hears
creeping with its loud horrid pain through my being
igniting slowly my dirt water tears
the melodie of silence plays over and over
powerful in conquering me whole
yet gentle in seducing my soul
so silent that you may never hear
but feel every last word of this pathetic poem