at Dissolution
By Grannyrosie
** Haunting silence Is echoing whispered words Of doubt And sorrow Someone Left behind Within The portals of my mind. Who Could it be That caused this cacophony, Deafening row Making No sound yet Overpowering, Invading, Pervasive crippling Me. Shivers Of expectations in Confrontation With demon thought. Unspoken Words form on lips to spectres Of a midnight Dream. Irrigation Of tears cascading, Torrents Of all the what Might have beens, rendering The darkness with Oppressive weight Outside The realms of Reality. Let the dirge continue yet a while, Allow The cortege to reach Destination of Abandoned. Seep Within the maw of self pity Rid The system of Bitterness and Bile. ** Written March 7th, 2002 © on Mar 07 2002 12:19 AM PST, Patricia Rosenberg 0 • 8
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