A Higher Might ((Of Power))


I stand in a dark corner
Away from all the bleeding souls
I put my hands upon my ears
To drown out the broken bones

The screaming becomes louder and louder
I cringe in the corner and fear
A higher might of power
Then the face of a ghost appears

He opens his mouth and speaks
I don't want to hear but I see
A maggot of truth is forming
Encrusted with mould and I breathe

Inhaling the dust of an enemy
My eyes clouded over and blind
I want so badly to speak but
My lips are stitched up in my mind

Deafness and blind and unspeaking
A mute dummy is what I became
He never stopped screaming in my head
And so I sit and listen with shame


5 August 2005
Copyright 2005 Mallory Maloney