No horizon line
Separated my earth and sky.
Smudges in the same dull gray
A faint hint of the drifting days
What becomes of the dullest gray
As the pale white bleeds away?
But the darkest clouds whited my eyes
Staring through pain did not make me wise
Would you know what my world consumed?
When you look at me, you see a tomb
Of screams so silent the air stands still
Lest the words break the world, endless and shrill.
I trod for miles through the dust
My life mist or flakes of rust
Too light to leave footprints in my wake
Fading insignificant into the emptiness.
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