Exiting Echoes In the Mist
Exiting Echoes in the Mist
Of the voices never heard with the silence slowly stirred
Tempest storms of their eyes darkened clouds in the skies
Of the silent whispers slurred vacant voices valiantly resist
Of the existing echoes in the mist…
Sanitariums do sustain broken thoughts of a banished brain
Endless thunder within the core wounded words to explore
Tangled tongues in the drain where lachrymal lakes do exist
Of the existing echoes in the mist…
Murmurs move thru empty waves slumberous are the slaves
Unaccepted utterance to moan hanging hearts turn to stone
Standing by their graves with phantom screams in their midst
Of the existing echoes in the mist…
Sounds of sadness in frozen air chilling cries abandoned prayer
Can you hear the voices speak modulations of their mystique?
Can you feel vibrations flare in collapsing fingers to make a fist?
Of the existing echoes in the mist…
Dec.02.2018
Voices
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Copyright © Winged Warrior | Year Posted 2018
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