|Title:||When Did this Happen|
Where has it gone?|
The voice that spoke with conviction
The thoughts confirmed by reality
The joy that carried the days
Why did they come?
The glares gagging all attempts
The threats casting waves of terror
The attacks of the soul through the flesh
When does self-deceit end?
The temporary strength of voice
The false feelings of hope
The casual and foolish belief it will change
How did this happen?
Was it always this way
Did it disintegrate over time
Leaving only fragments of a once complete mind
The voice now is so meek
Fearing its own sound
Choked by thoughts
Silenced by the crowd