I heard someone screaming aloud
Chains of screams but no sound
So shrill was the series of silence
That I remember not the words said
Remember not the voice or form
Nor the beginning or the end
Just a shadow or image perhaps
And that’s rooted deep somewhere within
Held hands and walked on sands
Whispered a few screams as well
Long journey indeed it was
With this companion I traveled it all
I felt its touch but not the hand
I saw it smile but not its face
Understood not the connection between
Perhaps the strings of pain kept us along
The bond of screams was strong indeed
I felt as if they were all my own
My savior in the storms of life
Screaming for my screams so loud...
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
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