Echo
Danielle Myre 12/31/2012
Silent all around,
But I can't stop the screaming.
Hide or disappear,
I can't think like this.
Wind whispers past,
It makes everything echo.
A moment of peace,
But then it's gone again.
Where does this place reside?
I can't find my way.
Each path is dark.
Where's my light?
A speck of hope,
And a shiver across my body,
Is it opening?
Or are my wishes tricking me?
But I see it,
There's light.
The screaming silence subsides,
And an echo of freedom sings.
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