My Existence
My life is but a noise,
A symbol shattering the silence,
Only to retreat into solitude once again,
An existence,
A mistake,
A dreadful accident,
Sent down to intensify the moment of hate,
Its audience awaits,
Straining its ears to hear,
Only to find themselves driven away,
My Life,
It is but a noise,
A symbol waiting to be struck,
And included once again,
Into the music,
Which is life.
(Poem by --Cassandra Doss--)
