The Saddest Day
Posted on 19. Jun, 2008 by Barry Hurd in Daily thoughts
The saddest day
I tried once to sing. Breathing in a moment of dreaming, trying to believe.
Yet the essence of my world was intangibly transparent.
In my tears my voice left me, sweet begging asking for forgiveness that wouldn’t come.
My heart had left my spirit to succumb to the effort of despair,
The futile effort of trying so hard that I could no longer afford my life.
My screams were not worth hearing, merely fading into a symphony of merciless silence.