Unbroken Pain

Unbroken Pain

Silence, an unbroken span of quiet,
Emotions on edge, the very brink of riot,
My feelings screaming to be heard,
Yet my mouth, speaking no word.

Do you hear my thoughts, left unsaid?
The voices that tumble around in my head?
Careening along, faster and faster they go,
My face a mask, no emotions will show.

My spirit is dying, tired, broken, un-whole,
Weeping skies above, clouds crash and unfold.
Darkness entreats, it beckons, softly it calls,
Invading and cold, thick blackness falls.

Lying alone, I grow still, in shuttered light,
No longer of interest, your bold new fight,
Raising eyes to the stars, heavens appears,
The song of the night, piercing it sears.

The grayness slinks in, a mist in the night,
Touching all it nears, leaving its blight,
Consuming, it takes the essence of me,
Left as a shell, for those who can see.

Happy thoughts pass, remember a name,
Follows the arrow to carry your shame,
No blame, no pain, no worries, no cares,
Unburdened and cleansed, my soul laid bare.

No more hurt, no more despair,
Deep wounds healed now in repair
The silence is broken, voices now dare,
Loves one true secret, no one will share.

By Christy Henderson