my quiet builds within my hallowed silence
it is deafening the song of sorrow
imbued with sadness
my dark utters hushed whispers
serenading my bleak feelings
captivated by the melancholy
in the shadows I wait
they collect around me
becoming one with my light
until every drop is consumed
drawing the curtains that are my eyes
shut tight unless they see what troubles
madness lingers and caresses my skin
touch not the soul I beg you
deafening is the cacophony of faith
it requires my penance
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Summary:
dark, spiritual, sadness
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
hello dearest Damian you’re very kind to me thank you 💕
Amazing…
Brenda, I love what you’ve been doing💕
thank you graciously beautiful Mary you inspired me to find out what my poems sounded like as songs with your song bourbon 💕
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