Unspoken
I live my life in an unspoken solitude,
Secretly reaching for the bright light that I so long to feel,
Beneath my wings of darkened destiny and shattered dreams.
I walk upon a broken path,
Made up of the shards of my forgotten courage and neglected fantasies,
Leading me across a barren desert of broken hearts.
My heart is now a vast eternity of darkness,
Swept away by the elusive storm of my distant memories,
Many times do I imagine my heart throbbing of what I may become and will be.
Alone do I struggle to rise above and learn to love one more,
To feel is something a compassionate soul cannot learn twice,
Yet do I try and try again without a glimmer of hope in my mind.
I live my life in an unspoken solitude,
Giving way to my own vast darkness of immorality,
My future is shambles yet I still long to see the radiant light once more,
I shall not be spared of my own self,
Falling into a dark infinite window of my distant and desolate passions
Unless the light is reached once more and the darkness ebbed,
And then will I find the light,
The light of my savior.
