Suffering in Silence

The darkness of silence, The mist eerie and thick, The pain and the misery, The heart bleeds as the clocks tick. Anger in the blood, Gushing through the veins, Pulsating sorrow, thumping, Use the knife to end your pain. The cleaver beckons you, Glimpses of the Grim Reaper, Your life ebbs away, Mindless existence, as your senses taper. Cruel mind, the torture, Stakes through you, as your flesh is torn, The mistake you made, Was that you were born. Say not a word, In fear that you may ache The ones that you love, In silence, suffering you take.

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