The Sounds a Shadow Makes

 

The whines and the wails

Are suppressed, concealed in darkness..

From the shadows comes the sound

Of camouflaged cries,

Unseen suffering from unknown depths,

Disguised despair in black attire,

Wishes manifest as whispers

Where there is no salvation in the silence…

There is a beautiful painful symphony

Played on instruments of torment

From the fringes of the blackness

From the upcoming book The Sounds a Shadow Makes (Copyright 2023)