Tears slip by
slowly stepping down
the cheek
time is no longer day, month or year,
dates drowned in the past,
moments which used to excite
have lost their worth
memories hurt
evoking a million feelings
anguish, fear, betrayal
and then
subside like a wave,
eyes gazing far
trying to hide
flaring thoughts
voices murmur, clash, clutter inside
words said unsaid,
questions, regrets
pain like a vast desert
touches horizon
where shall I run?
peace is a mirage
a picture incomplete
in a cracked mirror
deluded, confused;
outside
silence prevails
terse, calm, misunderstood
somewhere
deep inside
silence is a flattering illusion.
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