Flooded abyss

Dark and windless screams lack echoes. Silent groping through shattered shards, Slicing my soul after falling for months. Sleepless in sweat and screaming thoughts, Wails heard only by me with eyes closed, Plead in prayer to be tagged by peace. What glue serves for the dust of memories? Months passed when I tired from trying, To rebuild what I sought, yet never had. Once more I shuffled in silence to your door, Failed to knock for your ghostly embrace, Drowned me in finality in this flooded abyss.

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