Silence - Esoteric

I lift my head.

but there is no reason to move

Time

Takes from us the years we build

What can be lost within a day

Words may pass

Time has no mercy upon truth

Crushing all in its path

Reason is lost here

Leaving us alone with the questions

This bizarre metaphoric game

Unravels like some predestined curse

Each player sees the charade

A hapless parade of what must be

But still we play

So many lines

Entangled amongst frantic visions

Cascade this horrific journey

And where does this plane take us?

To escape?

To lose that which makes us?

Emotion never dies

It only becomes distant with time

Memories fade, onward towards bitter end

My head it aches

As yet another day unfolds

Faces of anger

Ironed into my skin

And to pass away, knowing only silence