SILENCE.... is an uneasy, dead noise.
A voice wanting to be heard...

Each one mixed the vibrant colours,
And with different strokes of the brush...

Peaceful I was without my sight,
Now I cannot find respite...

Broken hearts do make
Bad containers of love...

Oh ye emotions that rise in me!
Why do ye come uncalled...

You only see the smile I show
But not the invisible tears that fall...

Every night when I lie on bed
And close my eyes to sleep...

You never did say yet I knew
All those troubles worrying you...

What else do you expect to find
Within this mortal heart and mind...

Speak not of things that numb my senses,
Those bring an endless pain...

Too short a life lived
Too young for eternal sleep...

My heart's sad again; wants to write a verse
Dipped in bloody melancholic tone and depressing...