Silver words pierce through my heart numb my veins
The cries that were never heard cuddled into the sheets
The ache that fires up the eyes just as you stop the tears
Dried up throat almost ready to blow away grief
Contained almost to the bridge of a broken heart
Thumping of the beat which is indeed the hammer in my head
Bursting of the flames of the matters deep inside us
Tragedy struck and smashed the skull into nothingness
A thorn stuck in your voice almost ready to scream
The lullabies of the ever awaken thought scare you
Things you never seemed to face confront right in your face
The fire destroys it all walking over each leaf leaves behind only ashes
The aftermath is none to seen none to be heard
What remains is a calm silent sadness a stillness of being
Outer world seems the same but the beauty is gone
The ugliness of everything prevails over you
One reality which you always knew is omnipresent
Everything is where it used to be nothing is changed but you
Then come pouring in the questions of lover, friends and others
The almost cracked glass is shattered to its whole objectivity lost
You are left with a hammering brain and blocked veins to push through
To carry your load yourself to discover the solutions with yourself
In the end we are all alone trying to recover from the glass smashed in your eyes
Blinded by the truth you were told believing yourself to be sinned
Closing your eyes to think to escape the thought not intended to dread you
