Silence
The whaling winds are all around,
The rest is silence, there is no sound.
Crushing madness is in my head
Followed by that which is dead.
Something unwinding in my soul,
Where is the feeling that makes me whole.
Im so lost now, left without my pride,
Remembering every moment that I cried.
Losing myself into wishful thinking,
Leaves me with the feeling that Im sinking.
Nowhere to run- nowhere to hide,
My life feels as if it is done.
*** By:Annaliese Edie