Worthless
Seeking answers
Finding nothing
But mist
Oblivion
Falling without
End
Sucked down
Within the
Gilded coffers
Sin and reek
Of an early
Grave
Too shallow
Grasping
For truth
For substance
Purpose
Tangled among
The ghastly
Gnawed bones
Of dead
Dreams
Beliefs scattered
Like ashes
Consumed by the
Merciless wind
Sweeping answers
Away until
Madness and
Doubt descends
Bronze nails
To seal
The lids
Trapping screams
Like spiders
In a jar
The path
Gone
Disappeared
From eyes
Dripping in
Sorrow
Melting into
A soul of
Silence
Copyright 2012 by Laurie Martin-Gardner
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