Silence and Sanity

Shaded by anonymity, moments scream in disjunction.

Irrigating the fields of insanity, my mind often falters

Lenses of conjunctive perspective, ruby lensed fallacies of quieted apparitions.

Encores once crashing like waves, now fade into dissonant whispers.

Noticing less and less the presence hatred holds upon my soul.

Caring more and more for the solace of dark’s embrace.

Entreating the light to remain just bright enough for silence to hold insanity at bay.