I think it’s all my fault
I chose the path I’m walking
the relentless pound of raindrops
beating down on me
the screaming of the silence
that echoes in my mind,
through my ears,
all the time
my shoulders are sore
from the burden I bear
and my soul is worn
from the words that I’ve said
the silence keeps devouring
all I had is gone
importance is forgotten
as our lives live only once