Silence of the Echoes

A presence has escaped my eyes tonight, The voice that gets lost in my world of dreams. Banish every sound. Shall that voice be heard? Too intrigued to look away from dark lies, Goodbye and farewell to tragic spirits. Feel cold beats of blood in my twisted veins, Observe how I shiver in the night's wind, Breathe in and out and listen intently, Vast frequencies impossible to hear. "Why?" I wonder. "Why?" I wonder again. Repeat it three more times, the same question, "Hello?" I ask. "Hello?" I ask again. Three echoes call back to me. Faint whispers... Abandoned and all alone with nothing-- Only the faintest whispers in my head. Only the echoing screams of my mind. Traumatic nerves send quicker impulses-- Colorless memories a blink away, Apprehensive mind or paranoia? The silence of the echoes in my head... The silence of the echoes in my head . . . The silence of the echoes in my head . . .