Silence builds an awful wreckage of a person

Silence builds an awful wreckage of a person

It feeds on loneliness and creates a void
Gray shadows haunt and torment and torture

A child is stricken and destroyed

There is no sound of laughter or happiness here
the little one has thrown in the towel today
Somber, melancholy moods decay the soul
It is futile to hope and dream and pray

Emptiness builds a home in this woman
in this girl; this child where hollows have bred
a deepening sea of no-whereness consumes
and eats away at every connecting thread

Confusion feeds like a savage inside her,
Leaving nothing considered worthy remains
Destined to walk through life less ordinary
Alone, exiled, different and disdained.
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