Every Voice Matters

It’s a burn out
It’s a burn out
It’s a spilling of the guts and the fire
Every molecule inside
Every drop of blood
Every tear and muscle
Burns like fire.

The head is exploding
As it tries hard
Very hard
To make semblance 
Of all the happenings
The cries, the pain, the hurt
Of the voices that cannot be heard.

Voices are becoming 
Louder and louder
But the boombox
Is Silent
The house is silent
The forest is silent
But yet the screams won’t stop
Yes, it is a burn out.

The world turning darker
Black is the colour
As the burning turns into smoke 
A big black cloud
Specks flying
Ashes everywhere
Blinding you as you burn out.


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