Stillness

A small stone-like thing
waiting, waiting
to be touched.

The soul plummeting,
plumbing to depths
unreachable.

From the blue midnight
of eternal skies falling
to water.

Tearless slack-jawed
shock fills a quiet room
in screaming.

Time is a cruel tutor
of limitless emotion,
awed in silence.

Stillness, paralyzes
a lost self to awaken
to brutal reality.