Monday, March 9, 2015

Lull

the silence inside was nice, not a doubt
my heart was laid dormant as summer stone
though chaos encircled and ransacked about
those stillborn emotions resembled a home

aching pulled aching far away, further out
a dull heart too dumb to have ever have known
I had renounced all hope of love unannounced
and flooded fields of joy without a shout

drowning out, drowning in
a pure void of bliss and null
for deadened hearts don't dare to sin
only anguish in the damning lull

— Jason Kichline