The Silence of Screamers

Distance binds our insane hearts

together.

A whisper, quieter than silent stars,

fades away like a tear

tangled in raindrops.

My rusty soul wanders between

words whose meaning

no one knows.

Thoughts are the silence of screamers.

My untamed, unloved conscience

ends in your dream.

Pain and anxiety will pass

before you send your farewell letter

to God.

Going straight often means

walking longer.

I fell in love with your breath

and untouched beauty.

Before the last wilderness

of the night blooms, show me the steps

to purgatory.

Dying dreams become memories

that cannot live.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Wonderful poetic expression in this piece which had significant meaning for me today. I am a silent screamer.

Chris

[Weeping willow]

Wonderful write in expression, love the flow. ;-}