Buried

A scream of silence echoes across barren sands of what I was...


Buried beneath a frozen shell, encased in my own living hell

Am I human, demon or god? the answer lies within me but I can't tell

I lie paralyzed by anger, torqued in heart

The void inside have made me petrified, life or death? I'm torn apart

Just want to breath a different air

Is there an exit? take me there

A scream of silence echoes across barren sands of what I was...




Poetry by Rex Panthera
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Written on 2007-02-02 at 11:19

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Doreen Cavazza
I really like this one. I get dank, cold misty skies, mist on the land....torture, agony.
2009-11-30