Blown away

Blown away, the voices they say
from the shallow depths of a mind insane
Come again, the wind whispers
a chilling reminder of life again.
People talk, their tongues they say
anything facing the other way
try again, passing days
smell the rubbish of the language.
Pass the time by staring eyes
death by choking suicide
who stares right back deflecting light
so you can see no more...