Whisper

My bodies heat! Tempered at its best
My beating heart, lonely as the rest
My troubled thoughts, echo in my mind
My prison cell, beckoning in time

Thou have known my inner feelings
Thoughts cascade across the ceiling
Bound am I, in physical form
My inner silence rising like a storm

Time has stood still in my heart
And there have been times, with tears that I impart!
False hope leaves way for passion
Silently my thoughts are flashing

My heart be, heavy with sadness
Only in my secluded darkness
Can I find the field of dreams?
Echoes in the distance! Whisper silent screams

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