THE VOICE OF SILENCE.
Sometimes silence describes a situation far better than words ever will,
Sometimes a strange set of words describe paints it years later;
The limits are set and broken by the words ,
The reticence ,muteness and reserve let out...
Warning: I do not support the act of suicide under any circumstances, this is a creative work of fiction and should be understood so. This is in no way glorifying death as an ultimate escape. Do no proceed further if you are not comfortable reading about suicide.
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When I left, I left no traces to follow,
It was not to be found, that I eloped.
What Am I doing beyond my meadow?
-Searching for happiness I hoped.
And then a back call, I didn't look back,
And than again, I shut my eyes and ran,
'Go away',I screamed to silence and lack,
'Embrace'I begged to endless seclusion.
But no I was chased, Chased to the end,
Attacked, ripped and torn, I surrendered.
And then I came back, voices that called me back bend.
And no one to befriend, loneliness embraced.
But now I was locked inside, no more chances,
No scope to the ones who looks back to past,
And now the only journey to save me from circumstances,
The one that would never make me last.
This elope needs no runs, no will,
This journey needs no preparation too,
Because now, I have company, the devil,
His guest I am, embraced death, off to doom.
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Quote:
"I am constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me." -David Levithan.
Written from the ashes left after my re incarnation.
