clouds

Without a Sound

From nightmares they can’t awaken
Their voices have been forsaken
All hope lost to never be found
Trapped souls screaming without a sound

Upon the agony they choke
Lamenting words they never spoke
With ropes of silence they are bound
Trapped souls screaming without a sound

By grief and sorrow entombed alive
Scratching and clawing to survive
Clenched fists in buried coffins pound
Trapped souls screaming without a sound

From nightmares they can’t awaken
Trapped souls screaming without a sound

 

 

 

 

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Feathered Brushstrokes

Feathered
Brushstrokes flutter across the sky,
Traveling on a breeze,
Destination
Unknown.

 

 

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