Mausoleum

Mausoleums of silence rise towards a broken sky Fragments of a withered time are falling on me like knives Motionless I fall into a skeletal black time Like a river running fast into my blurred mind Time passes through me like a sandstorm in a desert Like the wind it’s carving me like an eroded mountain More and more invisible I become a forsaken tomb A mausoleum of silence risen toward a broken sky Standing still into the river While the water turns the wheel Time is like a distant echo Bouncing off this cold bare walls My mind is just a mausoleum Risen to a broken sky I look at it, a timeless wonder I blink my eyes and all is gone.

Submitted by The Void — Nov 11, 2025