In this army of voices ringing with angst
Yours was the loudest
And you let us ride this surge of power
We felt it crawling in our skin
We felt numb and, together
We wanted to break the habit
And we heard your voice
Talking to us, reaching out
From the unknown depths of your being
But how far deep does one need to read
Between the lines
To trace the words back to the source
To feel the contorted syllables
Not only on the tip of our tongue
To read the silences which echo everything
That could not be put in words
And now, the silence speaks
But our countless voices join together
To keep your echoes alive
Till the end.
And it does matter.
#101DaysofPoetry Day 3
#NowPlaying Leave Out All the Rest by Linkin Park
#RIPChester
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In your silence I
ReplyDeleteRead what long has been kept
Behind bars storm lies
We chase our storms down, don't we? :)
DeleteYea I understand this closely. I wrote a piece for Chris Cornell when he died. It's so eerie to see someone who you've looked up to to just pass in such a sad way. Chris's death shook me from the inside and then Chester's death followed which just madr it all the more sad. Hard to fathom .
ReplyDeleteIt is quite a blow. Linkin Park was a band that somehow grew with me, from their earlier more angst-y songs, to the mellow phase of a lot of synth, and now, blending themselves to something very contemporary like EDM. Also, their lyrics lived up to their music.
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