Saturday, June 19, 2010

Kylophobe

















It permeates through the breathe we take
A subdued silence for the statelessness portrayed
Nothing yearns for a beginning as the day breaks
Cold inside for years as the thoughts cremate

Lifelessness within every inch of the name
Constricted soul held tightly for an unseen pain
Hollowed heart welded by these rusted remains
A defiant meaning , crying for someone to explain

There is a place that still pretends
It slowly speaks of the agony's end
Can it elevate this emptiness for the fragility to comprehend
Or just silently observe this atrophy trend

Eyes covered in tears looks through the day
And a head always bend down in dismay
Theres a pain , which may never go away
So I keep walking down this long road with nothing '
with nothing really to say . . .