Unfound
The pulse has ceased On a unusual pace Staring at the wall In a closed space Feelings collided In a confused maze Mirroring the mess by a moist gaze The silence of the midnight Has cornered around I only hear my heartbeat In the dim light, I’m downed A Hundred things to feel Thousand words to say Yet feeling speechless Till dawn of the first ray Suffering the paranoia Has made my soul ill The numbness of my heart I reckon could kill In depths of my fears I dive through this grey To see every bit of happiness Quietly fade away. -Audrey. C