Fear echoes in the hollow of my heart
Forlorn, forsaken, forgotten
Silence shouts into my closed ears loud
Will I exist or will I exit?
A word found in no dictionary
A name unheard, a face unseen
A ghost within the walls, enclosed
Will I live or will I leave?
Without an identity, without a grip
I stand at the edge of an open cliff
A dry tree almost fallen on the wayside
Will I smile or will I sleep?
Voice crushed inside, no more to speak
I stare at the old shadows of fading memories
I touch the empty spaces that fill the present
Will I persist or will I perish?
Somewhere I hear the footsteps dear
Of my beloved Friend still near
Kindles the dying light of my spirit
Will I love or will I lose?
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