Unspeakable

Empty words slip from the soul unheard
To tumble forward down the slippery slope
That leads ever down to the underworld,
Unnoticed by the world at large this night.

Follow them down into the eternal demise
Awaiting all of the unseen, the sanctity of
Fragile lives crushed to dust beneath the heel
Of society’s boots--all those for whom truth twists.

Mere language ceased long since to express the
Brutal pointlessness of continuing on when form
Has long since faded to the realms of insignificance,
The final death from which there is no return.

Sans purpose, continue on into the droning
Silence that falls around you, all the while
Longing for some wind to fill thy wings
Once more, reclaimed from within emptiness.

What force of voice can ease the pain that
Emanates from a shattered being’s black home,
Dousing pain in the consuming light of comforting
Lies to ease the burden--if only for a moment’s time?

Diminish feeling, for the silence stands in wait
For a day when tears will finally come in search
Of thy salvation--when expression can become
Unhindered release from cold, hard madness.

But even then, with sobs of deepest grieving
Anger filling the vacant space within you,
Does peace come drifting down from heights
Of anguish, or does only further pain await?

Turning back toward the dark hole from whence
It came, blind emotion constricted once more
In favor of hiding the secrets that will only harm.
Trap yourself within, for no one stays in the end.

Silence is the only answer to pain which even death can’t ease.