My pen is lost for words...
and so my soul falls silent
In suspended animation
my voice crawls into the darkness
only to stumble into the chasm
...of emptiness

The raw emotion scratches at my skin
peeling away the voice
that keeps me from drowning
in a pain that knows no depths,
and a silence,
that claws at my ears and mouth

To leave me screaming
in my head
at a scared voice that won't come,
a hand that won't write,
and a pen lost for words...