There is noise all around me,
But I am wrapped in silence.
The blood witihin me 've run cold,
And my bones brittle. My chest weaves the air from out
Into a web and causes me to heave And breathe.
My eyes stare at the Lone wooden box, It stares back at me .
Where did you come from? Where are you goiing?
Why dont you tell me instead of the others talking?
My fingers intwine to form a mess of flesh And bones .
All bare. All there. All naked. All there to stare.
And you ... you peacefully lie
Waiting maybe or gone , I do not know.
They tell me myths, they tell me stories,
They tell me answers to questions i never told.
There is noise all around me
But I am wrapped in silence .
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