Aftermath

my tears are falling calling me through the sounds of rain broken heart aching winching from all the pain echoing inside etched ears "sound the alarm sweet soul" tattered dreams fell and crashed upon the shining dash stunned dazed pondering the meaning of it all written on the wreath worn upon my head "sound the alarm sweet soul" i am standing "standing" merely because I can holding faith in my hand barely because I am no one else can endure none other than an unwilling sacrificial lamb drinking back the sweat of fright and fear work of my goals and struggles all these years up in smoke, in one stroke smiling face show not the burden I bear among the many out-of-touch and unaware picking glass from my hair scratches mark my neck the love of my life’s left dying a heap a total wreck passing cars wheezing by take no means to care darken eyes covered shields bland blinding stare raise up this mortal coil cast light to my silhouette