Moment’s

Silence is all that is,

maybe,

always was,

I try to think back,

before it all started,

before I,

before I first heard it’s voice,

my blood ran cold,

my ears bleed,

and I slowly began to die that day,

but it was all hidden,

all a mask,

you see,

it’s words were soft,

it’s words were sweet,

in the beginning,

but once I knew my fate,

it turned on me,

and showed me it’s real face,

one,

that will never been unseen.

Have you read the first six parts of The Roundhead? I know they’re a bit longer than most of the things on my blog, but I promise, they’re worth it.

You can find part 1 HERE, part 2 HERE, part 3 HERE, part 4 HERE, part 5 HERE, and part 6 HERE. But make sure you get in quick, as the final piece of the puzzle is only a day away and I’d hate for you to fall behind before the end.

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Marty – The Writer

2 responses to “Moment’s”

  1. Lovely poem

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    1. Thank so much 🙂

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