Far off in the distance, dear lightning engulfed the mountains.
There are eyes glued on some of its remains.
Lovely so it seems to those who felt nothing.
So it strikes me, lightning is here but thunder won't be coming.
Too far off in the distance for a set of ears to hear.
Yet I expect the shout of the skies when it illuminates, for a second I fear.
I would know what bears this phenomenon but loneliness.
Now has that been something a stranger would ever guess?
Here now to stare as the skies glimmer in the distance.
Yes, alone for not another soul could ever understand.
But solitude has its way of giving liberty to a person
Thus to linger and stay have to be its reason and only reason.
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My Silent Screams (on going)
PoetryPoems of unsaid thoughts and feelings. This isn't really well made and I just wrote this from my heart. This book is filled with just little pieces of me that I write down to somehow find comfort and shelter to my vulnerabilities. These are the emot...
