Bitter tears falling disguised in the rain
Words hoarsely rolling off a diminished tongue
Apathetic ears hark to words annually sung
Listener and speaker both broken by pain.
Stillness, brittle and bleak, shroud violence like a pall
The unspoken rings true in fractured minds, futility and regret
Dry eyes holding back a flood think back to that sun set
Another year begins at dawn, time to get back up from the fall.
It was a beautiful morning, birds singing, the sky blue but pale
The mundane held significance to eyes wide with shock
Brains reeling and stunned as the survivors tried to take stock
Numbness drapes life like a veil.
"Time heals all" - wise words dropped like blood
The day dawns like the one before yet nothing's the same
Exhausted thoughts cast about for something to blame
Weeks hence they would tread carefully with the casket, avoiding the mud.
Days blend and flow together, the nights seem as one
Gulfs open and chasms yawn in the pyche's of the living
Ghosts pour forth hell bent on reminding
Long ages pass without the light of the sun.
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Bitter tears falling disguised in the rain...
Exceptional work Phil...
Then though you go and ruin your hard work. It's a shame to see such talent go to waste...
Oh well, the Huntin... more