I lay here, listening to the thunderous sound of silence.
The silence fills my ears in inconceivable volumes.
Volumes that cease to never go away.
Away in the darkness I lay.
I lay here, with thoughts continually traversing my brain.
My brain that constantly seems to be in movement.
Movement that never gives me the desired moment of peace.
Peace which i so long for.
I lay here, by myself in this empty house.
A house that was once filled with love.
The love that has gone so far away.
Away, from me, from my mind, body, soul.
I lay here, thinking long thoughts about my life.
A life that thinks not for itself, but for others.
Others that seem to in return give hurt.
A hurt that not even time itself can heal.
I lay here, begging to be freed from my burdens.
Burdens that should be shared by many.
Many who seem to be no where near.
Near is where i need them most.
I lay here. Hopeless, down, sad, alone.
Alone in the darkness.
The darkness where i lay.
I lay here.