“To No Avail.”

Screaming out my lungs in this vacuum cylinder
Sound proofed beyond my knowledge to be heard
The pounding of fists and the stomping of my feet
To no avail, no signal to be seen
My voice is lost and never to be heard
These muffled cries go unanswered
Before wits end, I await my demise
Funneled away from where I want to be
Yet kept in the pocket of your undying love
On the inner mantelpiece of your heart.

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