Silence builds an awful wreckage of a girl

It feeds on loneliness and creates a void

Grey shadows haunt and torment and torture

A woman is stricken and destroyed

 

There is no sound of laughter or happiness here

The girl has thrown in the towel today

Somber, melancholy moods decay the soul

It is futile to hope and dream and pray

 

Emptiness builds a home in this woman

In this girl, where hollows have bred

A deepening sea of nowhereness consumes

And eats away at every connecting thread

 

Confusion feeds like a savage inside her

Leaving nothing considered worthy remains

Destined to walk through life less ordinary

Alone, exiled, different and disdained……