Spectral SilenceA Poem by A Boy who DreamsSilence is everything's suicidal deep inside no one knew.I HEAR NOTHING... but the frightening wall of my heart. I HEAR NOTHING... but the deafening sounds of my tears. Remorse and regret; pain and discontent; DIGGING DEEPER INTO MY SOUL; STRIKING ME WITH THEIR CLAWS; BITING ME WITH THEIR FANGS; As I... stood... drenched in blood, eyes wide open, repugnant. My body trembled with fear, disgruntlement and hate... Trapped in this spectral silence OF EMPTINESS.... AND DOOM... waiting for an absolution; waiting for an answer waiting for a sign that the sun might come and unleash its energy... Hoping, hoping, Before I succumb into a deep sleep. Hope is only a wake's end.
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StatsAuthorA Boy who DreamsManila, Catholic, PhilippinesAbout"Mind is so powerful. Every word has own ideal meaning--intact! It exist what the resistance think and do what is right in time of my silence." I'm... Curious and serious in 64 squares. .. more..Writing
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