Archive for April, 2011

– Disturbing Silence –

Posted in Uncategorized on April 12, 2011 by writemywrong

On the western facade
a plaid pattern plastered
yet, a fear to clap
stays the madness mastered

You are like
a supernova, imploding in on itself
Never as bright as
when you brought down hell

Passion stings for
filling up the mason jar
A stones throw from empty
out the heart that molds the scars

Stutter the whisper
make it hard to hear so clear
Mistake the children playing
for just a ringing in your ear

Disturbing silence keeps me
hollow and contused too
I would fear recompense
if not it had just used you

The hand clap, the stand back
the stare that saps your voice
All will be the spark
of the undoing of your choice

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