| The air is silent as nothing is said No one aware of the notions ahead Odd silence is all that is heard Nothing to mention, not even a word The door quietly opens and shuts once every hour To those in the white that possess the power The walls, covered with pads, won't feel my pain No what is said, though I am so vain Strangeness fills me as the silence is strong The eerieness echoes around, lasting forever long Tied down with the jacket with belts and ropes Still will not drown me from my once only hopes Things crawling around in the corner of my eye(s) Driven insane, by the misunderstood lie(s) Sent away to a far place called never again Abnormally washed away, from the worst sin |
| The Intense Sound of Nothingness |
| Story info: Written: July 3, 2004 (6:06 PM) |
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