Something In the Silence

Something in the silence...it watches and it waits
A predator of pleasure that thrives upon my pain

Something in the silence...its eyes are everywhere
Like mirrors in a madmans maze...reflections burn like rays

Something in the silence...it swallows sanity
Misguided by a monster by the light of lunacy

Something in the silence...nightmare without a name
Every turn I take in haste leads me right back to this place

Something in the silence...is pulsing paranoia
Possessed by a power of might and strength much too strong for words

Something in the silence...both ugly and unholy
I'm searching for my stricken soul until I realize it's stolen

Something in the silence...where the sparrows sing their songs
A rat engulfed in the belly of the beast...the rattlesnakes ritual

Something in the silence...so close it cuts the air
The reaper swings his sickle setting fire to my fears

Something in the silence...soon sets my mind at peace
Death is knocking at my door...I welcome that rough beast

Something in the silence...appears and takes my hand
Agents of the afterlife show me Gods prophecies and plans

Something in the silence...tells me the way it ends
Not with a bang but a whimper
Not with a blast but barely a whisper

Something in the silence...now it speaks to me
With the silent assurance of a sleepwalker...now I rest in peace
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Beesley Avatar
January 9, 2015 at 7:13 PM
In this piece I loosely quoted from Stephen King, T.S Eliot, and Adolf Hitler
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