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.