snakes n' adders

there's a lot to be said
but   nothing   to   speak   about. 
there's   enough   sadness
nothing   to   cry   for. 
let   life   write   your   story. 
allow   it   to   hide   the   wounds, 
burn   the   futility   of   fury, 
or   you'll   turn   to   ashes   soon. 
the  frozen  words  on  your  immobile  lips. 
the  suspended  tears  in  your  blank  eyes. 
indicate  life  has  slipped  from  your  grip
and  situations  drive  you  berserk  inside. 
do   you   sleep   in   your   own   circle
suffocating   in   the   tightening   coil.