Silencing the past.
By Possesion
Run away, into places never visited before.
Where rushing sounds of silence everlasting,
Seem to fill all void within your chest.
Fond memories that never happened,
Sighed apon, so pleasantly.
Once apon a time you really Did exist.
Macabre shells of humans gather,
On a platter for your taste.
Time and time again you remember..
Things that never happened.
Of dusk and dawn,
And stars that have passed,
And collide, into one another.
Storms of chaos burning bright,
Winds with screams carried in them.
What have you done to deserve this?
Everything you shouldn't have.
Sinking to your waist,
In thick clean mudd...blood.
Wade farther on until you..
Pass into, this cave..anew.
Something shatters in the dark,
But no noise is heard,
And it's deaf, hard to breath when there..
seems to be..no air.
When your blood stops pumping,
And your thoughts stop racing,
You'll find silence everlasting.
Comments on "Silencing the past."
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A former member wrote:
sounds like death in another way. i like how you express death not as the grim reaper but as everlasting silence
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On Tuesday, September 13, 2005, MidSummers Eve
(38) wrote:
Insainly brilliant
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On Sunday, August 28, 2005, Doc
(143) wrote:
Its inside my head, and it wont get out.
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On Sunday, August 28, 2005, abattoir
(115) wrote:
maybe u can teach me. this was enlightening. very well done indeed.