A cry so silent.
No tears fall.
The heart cracks.
As the soul drowns.
Such hurt felt.
Lately, more and more.
Drowning in sadness.
Being pulled under.
The will broken.
Dragged down..
Gasping for air.
Sinking in tears.
How much more?
This silent cry.
Tears continue.
As the soul drowns.
Claws of hate.
Slashing at the soul.
A blood pool forms.
Mixed in hot tears.
The heart endures.
As sadness overwhelms.
Can the light be found?
As the soul drowns.
By C.E. Pereira
(27-8-2017)
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I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique.
Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems.
I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination.
To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome.
Sincerely,
C.E. Pereira
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HoneyGwhiz 
Ah! I have lived these words, sadly.
Sending sweet blessings 💜
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