Memories...
Sometimes a whisper in the heart of night can put at ease all the wishes of a caring person who would stop all of existence, to secure someone’s happiness.
Instead there is silence, only to hear are the shrieking sounds of the emptiness around you.
You crawl lifelessly to reach a helping hand but it’s torn away from you as if you had no standing as a man.
A sigh desperately from your lungs as if they are pleading with you to end the anxiety that leaves you in restless morning.
The growl of your anger grows.
Your hands begin to shake, the growl gets bigger and stronger until in one breath you let out this howling pain that has plagued you.
Only to realize that it is only a temporary relief,
of the suffering that still continues.
Depressed now you walk to a corner to find your angel,
once met its up to you to take its hand.
And with your last ounce of courage your pain ends..
-C.S.
Instead there is silence, only to hear are the shrieking sounds of the emptiness around you.
You crawl lifelessly to reach a helping hand but it’s torn away from you as if you had no standing as a man.
A sigh desperately from your lungs as if they are pleading with you to end the anxiety that leaves you in restless morning.
The growl of your anger grows.
Your hands begin to shake, the growl gets bigger and stronger until in one breath you let out this howling pain that has plagued you.
Only to realize that it is only a temporary relief,
of the suffering that still continues.
Depressed now you walk to a corner to find your angel,
once met its up to you to take its hand.
And with your last ounce of courage your pain ends..
-C.S.


