How do you grieve in silence.
Grenades of agony thrown in your shelter of peace.
How can you smile in tragedy, as your heart is set on fire at your feet.
Cries of horror shriek from your soul.
You claw at your skin, your hair, and your bones.
Thrashing around in excruciating anger, as now your soul is ignited.
How can you sleep, as you’re burning to a crisp.
How can you breathe as your lungs implode.
How can you cry for help when your mind has already caved in?
How can you grieve in silence when your world is set on fire.