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cold wind, eyes, feeling, film, love, myself, poetry, remain, search, silent, thought, unheard, watch, weak, whisper

My Search…
It is a fruitless search?
Staring blank, and my weak eyes,
Cannot find anything…
My thoughts of love
Are nothing but mere dreams.
I am numb…
Numb are all my feelings,
Leaving me with the silent film
A film that I watch myself,
All alone…
It is a strange replay,
Recalling my memories.
Is it a fantasy or reality?
The cold wind shook me,
I hear him…
Words that he never spoke to me,
But whispered silently in my ears.
They are just thoughts
Remain unheard
Void of emotion…
My mind is all woven dark
Stunting my breathing,
Dull feelings make me shiver
Gives me chills creeping up my spine.
In this stationary dream
I hear music…
Keep going silently deep
The burning pain of Love
Brings me to my grave
Still haunting me
Now the cold is relieving
Into nowhere
Going nowhere…