March 15, 2012
By MariaMotionless BRONZE, Havertown, Pennsylvania
MariaMotionless BRONZE, Havertown, Pennsylvania
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I stare at the white, keeping my gaze steady.

No words. No actions. No feeling. Supposed to be ready.

A break in thoughts, memory or two.

Then the white turns grey, covers some blue.

Silence will drive, silence will induce.

Words needed to break the silence, snapped.

Like a noose.

And the noose would break, like most often do.

When more memories fill the page, dead reminders of you.

Breath escapes from the lips that bare no voice.

With the words that offer me no other choice.

Then to sob, as a miserable and small child would.

Maybe then you would understand how to fill this void I've created.

And I now ask you, if you could.

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