100 % Review Forum Silent Nights

Dead silence as whispers puncture the walls of the heartMind seeking to articulate the experience Grasping for thin air as each desperate call is unheard

Where do I start?A brush of sanity becomes a hopeful placeFaced with twists and turns that burn through my innermost being, does my soul hurt?

Tears can't form Tortured too many emotions, scorn is left standing at the doorAm I silent because I desire more?

The clock doesn't stop but time is pressureFeasting on procrastination I command my mouth to say something to dig up unknown treasureHow long will I stand?

Decisions lead me to find what I'm feeling and cause it to liveI surrender to misfortune as I reach back to giveMy interior is lacking the substance to build courageDiscouraged by the undoneForce-feeding is not an optionI take a breath to visualize what happened in the moment

Dead silence.....How long do I go on?