Wednesday, October 15, 2008

The Oppressive Silence

(Written at age 14-15.)

When a building crumbles,
It rumbles.
And when a glass shatters,
It clatters.
Then how is it that
When my world crumbled around me
And my feelings were shattered as much as could be,
There was not the slightest bit of noise?
Not a single rumble or clatter?
All I ever heard
Was silence.
Filled with the chokes
Of my strangled life,
Filled with the tears
That refuse to fall from my eyes.
My wish to live
Was killed,
But I did not hear its screams.
And now,
The silence of those screams
Will kill me.

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