Obscured
Smiles hide a sadness,
a haunting madness that
runs in circles.
Things accumulate,
rise up around him
until he is safe,
and obscured.
Unseen, unharmed,
unheard of.
Silent cries silenced, still.
He aches for you to hear him,
reach in and pull him
from the pit.
Take his hand,
please.
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