Melanie C. Campos ~ MahTame

MUST IT BE SO?

Silent; the voice
No more words
Orated to speak

Quietude lingers
Days and nights
Yet time is slow

A heart screams
Bellowing a name
Can you hear it?

Abandonment
Cuts to the core
Added to wounds

Another cruelty
Stacked up high
Above the rafter

A hope vanishes
Wishes decaying
Regrets? Perhaps