The Absense of Sound

by TK   Mar 19, 2012


Silence is a strong and bold answer. You must
acknowledge its significance though it eats away at the
flesh of your heart and disintegrates the sanity of your
mind. Wandering thoughts control my perception as you once did. There was a time when life was full of lucidity, but currently we sift within an opaque haze. Your bewildering words escape me now as I slip from reality and drift unto a vast pit of desolation. Images and recollections of the past seem removed as I reflect on the languished memories. Deception and deceit become a depiction of the assumed truths. How can one person come to question the validity you ask? How can they not when they are deceived and taunted as if they were a puppet, being pulled back and forth and back and forth as the puppet master tugs the strings. Enough is enough. May your weary heart let go of its desires and welcome its fate. May you renounce your previous dreams and refashion them for an au courant start. Sometimes you must forget yesterday and press onward to tomorrow. Carpe diem and bitter-sweetly part ways with the echoes of the past.

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