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Who would ever know the truth behind the facade?
Expressionless, unyielding, no gateway to my soul.
The contour of my heart
Is worn upon my sleeve
Its contents deep within me, - for only me to know.
I need no amplification
The master switch is set at zero
So cool and distant, bereft of a voice I used to know,
Now dimmed and faded from the sound it once was.
Stuck in time and place
Escape route blocked forever
Coded signals still communicate between
Heart and Mind and Soul
Buffering out of control like a manic, muted Pinball.
The message from my heart has overcome unyielding
Barriers
Alas! No voice to convey my thoughts,
No emotion to express my pain,
No tears to share my agony
Just a single Silent Scream...