The silent scream of pain
Tortuous night
in pain, in the dark.
Piano wire nerves scream
in a white-heat silence,
searing through me,
blazing as I lie
longing for the morning
to bathe me in light
and chase away
this tortuous night.
My Words, My World
First drafts – A few pages in the large wilderness of the world of writing
Whereabouts
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