Whisper Unheard
Relentless venom in a still river
seeing out it's weak.
Tainted beauty cries
pure, sweet, eternity.
What was then
could not be now.
Such tales surely hold
mistaken ground.
A whisper heard,
a voice in the wind,
Shadows sweep over,
darkness begins.
With each taste
there's little pain.
His burning venom
numbs my veins.
Rid me from such despair,
beyond this paralyzed nightmare.
Bring me back to that still river,
let me hear such tales again.
Let the wind voice it's worries,
before it's darkness see's me in.
March 12, 2016
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