How does it feel to be shaking
Making whirlwinds in your mind while you
Scream at the silence of a life
Where each have their own anguish.
A rare time arrives when the song crescendos
Spilling and running down your face
As the tears beg for help
From people who say it's not their place
The void after this horror encircles your soul
When you know there is nothing to take back
No pretty sparkles in the mess you have made
You rewind and renumerate
Seemingly empty are the words offered
You grow to expect the boundaries
Which are hit earlier than you ever would've thought
And harder with the unstoppable force
Of your desperation

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