When words have lost their power;
Silence, more meaningful than asseveration
Spellbound to the conflicts of the heart
Staring vacantly into the void
Every utterance mulled over,
Petrified of rousing wrath.
Averse to the sarcasm and scrutiny.
Face downcast, ominous desolation
Exasperation spiraling to impotent rage;
Helplessly witnessing the erosion –
of all things sacred.
This chasm, unbridgeable;
Veil of uncertainty –
drawn to blind the visage.
Scrimmaging to gain the –
moral high ground.
Slipping and sliding headlong
Drowning into an abyss
Past the event horizon
What stunning langiage, what a finish!
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