The Knife Bearer

August 7, 2010
By Anonymous

You hold the knife
In that
You hold the key to my soul
Every silence
Digs it deeper into myself
Every day
Of hearing nothing
But the cold rain
Cuts my bones
And burns me to ashes
Will you ever know
What power you hold?

Or is this just a game to you?
Of cat and mouse
Of sirens sitting on the sea rocks
Luring hearts
To be crushed

Have I failed you in some way?
Hurt you when I didn't know it?

All those sleepless nights
waiting...

And to my question….
Only

SILENCE


The author's comments:
A problem I am going through in my life.

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