Manuela Schneider


Listen to the sound
Of my minds mayhem
While the monsters of my memories
Stare at you, blankly.
In your dark room,
A refuge and prison at once,
A sad, old dream went into
Your heart - until it blackened.
There is Gods picture
To put your faith into
And there is Gods existence
To put your blame on.
Those people call your name
But they dont know
What lingers
Behind the pale face of yours.
They dont see the vestiges
Of sadness and loneliness.
Listen to the sound
Of quiet whispers.
Leave the scars of time


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Published on on 09/23/2005.


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