The words not spoken
Splays a silent heart open
On a razor blade

Sliced pain slowly spills
Rivulets of uncertainty and anger
Shock and disbelief

Decreasing its beats
Succumbing to deafening sound
Of the emptiness

Bleeding out loud now
Drips bang on the ground like fists
Beating barriers down

Adrenaline peaks
As blood seeps around fingers
Pressed to stanch the flow

Piercing cries rebel
Against the silence of night
Resonating with sound