Maura Hunt

Rookie (7/19/1992)

Silence in Death

the harsh sound of silence escapes me.
that's because i can't remember what i'm supossed to say.
you stare at me with empty eyes.
Though no words come out,
i hear you mind.
Your mind is a soundproof room.
It doesn't hear what i say,
but i heat every thought that comes out of it.
You cannot hide from me.
Your secrets belong to me, just as your life belongs to you.
Noone else
People will try to take your life.
Its easy for them
but can you stop yourself from taking it yourself?
these are the things that matter most.
Tis is what you have to look out for.
Your spirit will never rest until it dies with you.
Some say your spirit is always kept alive.
But you spirit is poisoned.
Its evil.
Ithas no chance in surviving after youre already dead and gone.
Most importantly.
Your heart has already died.

(written on 6/16/07)

Submitted: Sunday, March 16, 2008

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  • Veteran Poet - 2,780 Points Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (3/16/2008 6:45:00 PM)

    Very nicely done...Quality darkside & macabre verse is complexive, abstract & not the easy write as many think.It is an artform within an artform.And after more than 10 years of dabbling with this still facinates me.Solid Work, Maura.

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