Mindless

...Four walls
and 
a drowning soul wandering 
into wonders of the 
dust 
fed 
sun
Blank stares kill the time and he'll 
never know what could have been if 
he had it the other way
Angels weep
before they turn into stones
and losing becomes 
the triumph of 
the devil
Silence 
is what heaves the sanity
to the edge of the blade
and tomorrow 
will always be the 
same...

Mek
May09