Somber Silence,
Maybe this is a dream,
Perhaps I'm dead,
Am I buried, alive?
The melancholy of this darkness,
Overwhelms me,
Its cruel frigid air,
Fills my lungs to the brim,
It tastes of,
Paranoia and fear,
And this ringing,
A steady hum of feeling useless,
Resonates through me,
This hole I've fallen into,
It's made a mold of me,
Tangible nothing,
Surrounds me,
My eye's cannot pierce the darkness,
Even though,
I can't see,
I know,
In a place,
As gruesome as this,
The sun will soon shine,
Maybe this is a dream,
Perhaps I'm dead,
Am I buried, alive?
The melancholy of this darkness,
Overwhelms me,
Its cruel frigid air,
Fills my lungs to the brim,
It tastes of,
Paranoia and fear,
And this ringing,
A steady hum of feeling useless,
Resonates through me,
This hole I've fallen into,
It's made a mold of me,
Tangible nothing,
Surrounds me,
My eye's cannot pierce the darkness,
Even though,
I can't see,
I know,
In a place,
As gruesome as this,
The sun will soon shine,
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