Raptures of the depths Had I heard Or my mind played me tricks Had I sensed it The drag Or my head is just messed up Faded whispers Hushes extinct Deadness in the plainest of terms The rush of silence that’d followed It was deafening A lot too loud It almost became rhythm The faded breaths becoming lyrics Both twined into melody Birthing a strange tune Soothing to my ears Pleasing to my soul Then it all vanished From my head that is The heights faded Fear swept away And the breeze that’d been still Became a whirlwind then I was caught in Hardly a moment left to comprehension Expanses shrunk And in a most beckoning of voices I heard the call T...
On other days, the ink reflects my thoughts better than my lips ever would...