silent voices

Silence creeps through my walls
Percolating noisily into my four walls
Howling like a hurricane as it drowns me

But another beat fights the shouting silence
It’s the song and voice of my heart
Steady and relentless in its rhythm

My eyelids stay down but I clearly see the figures floating around me
Long eerie fingered shadows rise from the darkness
And try to grab my ghostly soul.

My heart beat lays the background for this song
And as it surpasses its climax it slows down
Then the shadows hold me down and I’m gone

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