Night to day.
Day to night.
I go on my own way.
To forget what's in my sight.
I'm being caged down like a bird.
With no freedom to fly away.
I didn't want to be first nither the third.
Couldn't do nothing but hear the wind sway.
Drops of water drips in the cold silence.
The winds roar through the dark.
The darkness where there is no violence.
I can hear the bark peeling off the trees, and the dogs bark.
There's a chill in the air.
There's no where to go.
There's always someone to turn to.
But, there's no one there.
My bones ache along with my heart.
I've lost everything that I dreamt of.
I feel like I'm falling apart.
There's nothing left, but to fly away like a dove.
The sounds of silence.
The rapid beating of my heart is filled with violence.
poem written by me: Kiara/Chrys.
