Darker Days (An Original poem written in those darker days)

The silent hum of thoughts misheard,
1000 voices don't speak a word.

Confused, alone, with sooth-less pain,
These tearless sobs show no refrain.

Swimming lost and sinking deeper,
Wait it out, or trust the sleeper.

Smile to hide the pain inside,
Subconscious choice and voice collide.

Nate b

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