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Perfection Through Silence
My life is falling gracefully like the rain
It holds a beauty, and yet, a bitter distaste.
The silence seems so lonely, strangely;
I've never felt so wonderfully serene.
The clouds tell a story, so gray and angry
I feel as though I'm floating upon them, so angelically.
I ran my finger tips delicately upon the window;
I wish to gaze upon this brutal sky; a distant shadow.
A place to forget, a place within my mind
A place in my head, I'm losing track of time.
A place to let go of all the fears, my own crisis;
Within the falling rain, I find perfection through silence.
"A place to forget, a place within my mind"
I can most definitely relate to that one. Ilove the feeling and the imagery of rain and pain. The renewal is rain, the pain is what causes the renewal. I love the sorrow, the feeling, and the demise. The words drip with potent emotion.