I Cry Alone
Time passing all around in the air
Seemingly so without even a care
On the ground an empty turtle shell
Off to swim the vacant waterless well
Watching from inside the tree so hollow
The Pied Piper plays and they all follow
Staring blanks into that black hole sun
Marching prisioners from the lost race run
Hark the demons and how they do sing
Calling out unto the sacred buried things
Echoing reverb in the darkness so vast
Spiral downward crazy how it goes so fast
Searching for answers in all that's unsaid
But left speechless and one of the undead
Anticipating that strife and all the misery
Quietly awaiting amid all that haunts me
Counting the leaves while they do fall down
During the removal of such a gifted crown
Grasping fiercely stubborn for what I may
When all the cherished goods steal away
Screaming silence and left in the wake
As the mirror begins to crack and break
Turning to the darkest parts deep inside
Bravely I dig into that cesspool of pride
Bringing winter's bitter yet sweet icy cold
Touching the shards of glass ever so bold
But the shattered pieces turn into icy stones
And while bleeding among them I cry alone
Copyright by Scarlett Sepulvado Anderson
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