Painful Sacrilege

Hide the face

Behind the cloak of fear

Scars so deep

And wounds that scare

Shine on was scream inside

Words that fail to echo

Like the lost lines of the lone poet

And when you wander

Beneath the dark skies

On the clouded days

Picking up pieces of life

Just to fit into the puzzling maze

Know that its just the sacrilege

Of your wounded soul and hushed up cries.