Still silence break, let darkness fade away
Dim colour wake and greet the light of day
This sickness grows, this sickness breathes inside
But live I must, to burry what has died

Still silence, move, let words come pouring free
Yet win or lose, I am no longer Me
This sickness grows and fever burns the skin
But stand I must to fight what it may bring

Copyright ©2008 Mona Khaial

I’ve been in writers block for 2-3 months now and it was very frustrating but I was finally able to write something yesturday. Hopefully it wont happen again. Tell me what you think? Thanks.
I’m with allpoetry.com as well but It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything
- mojo2346