*Echo of a silent scream
a melancholic scream
a scream no one can hear
but the silence itself
and those lost within the silence
a silent scream
licking at your skin
in a soft breeze as it echoes
origin of the silent scream
no one knows
a silent scream of mercy, perhaps
graceful yet dreadful
it drifts along cold sea shores
under the light of the moonlight
through the ancient mystical forests
unheard by trapped minds
yet heard by those lost within the silence
heard by the ones set free
drifting as if they were this silent scream*
May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 10:56 PM UTC
*Echo of a silent scream
a melancholic scream
a scream no one can hear
but the silence itself
and those lost within the silence
a silent scream
licking at your skin
in a soft breeze as it echoes
origin of the silent scream
no one knows
a silent scream of mercy, perhaps
graceful yet dreadful
it drifts along cold sea shores
under the light of the moonlight
through the ancient mystical forests
unheard by trapped minds
yet heard by those lost within the silence
heard by the ones set free
drifting as if they were this silent scream*
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