all this silence pounding in my head
beating, pulsing, pushing, pounding...
as I fight the tides of flooding dread.
these silent screams are resounding.
the pain is slight but constant,
adding to the silent waves breezing past.
the truth, the noise is far too distant...
the silence seems will forever last -
as the waves beat out a rhythm silent as the night.
honest noise is fading fast - too far gone to grasp.
still, the dreadful silence tries to fight, to fight me...
truth, air... someone help me, give me what I need to breathe...
so much for one great stand as I take my final gasp...........
~12/25/2011~
1:09 A.M.
~*~Alanda McRae~*~
