With the world on fire.
And then the world we knew was no more.The sky unleashed a torrent of hatred upon us,
raging and spewing our fears into our faces
with no trace of sorrow. No disdain.
And when it cleared the ground was parched, the air tinged with orange
The heart of a storm became the only place of solitude
and we fell upon our knees and screamed
only to have the words ripped from our mouths,
carried away on the now bitter wind
And tangled our hearts have become
lost among the vines of time and the vast space
now occupied by a horde of regrets, piling onto one another
unraveling our minds
and our tongues are tied
and our eyes un-seeing
the places inside hollow, surreal
the echoes of buried memories bouncing from cracked walls
and we don't feel
we feel too much.
On Tuesday, August 10, 2010 at 3:33 PM
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