Can you hear the relentless screaming of my soul? Or has it hidden so long that it is void of voice? Now only a whisper as that of the breeze. Lost, confused, wrong, and without a choice.
Take my words as written, for never shall I speak them again. Only a lost remnate of something that has never been, nor will be again. Lost only in a world of sin, and then.... To die as dust forgotten. To be trampled underground. Your fruit to rotten, still a soul without a sound.
Can you understand my frustration, to be lost without a voice? To watch the day in blooming aderation. And I remain silent. A soul without a hint of life. Void of all noise.
Take my heart now hurting, for I pray one day it will heal. I stand before you naked, an endless soul with nothing to reveal, nor do I dare break the seal. Doing not by how I feel, but still.....To die as dust forgotten. To be trampled underground. My fruit to rotten, still a soul without a sound.
Originally Posted On Site: 2010-07-31 05:18:47
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