Silence echoes emptiness

that associates with death,

there’s no choice but to rejoice

in pain.

The rain has disappeared to

cleanse my tear’s of year’s.

Day and night I endure

persecution from the

intention of mine enemies.

Demise is my daily themed

crossword.

Love has vanished long

ago and left many cherished

moments with pain. Everything

good has perished.

May the source of peace

walk in this piece of land

yet again and leave the

darkened days bright.