Tear down the walls
barren of fruit
eroded by faith
your memory is caged
entombed within you chronic opacity
though you bleed yourself
the truth does not change
Silence
death of sound
Your tears, like sand of an hourglass
marking the flow of time passing
time that won't erase the scars of life passing
afterimage of sound
a cry
a shattered body
the relics of your passing
entangled
your woven trust entraps you
soulfully bound, you cry your rage
shrieks of pain
buried in darkness
and left to dust