Eyes gaze at words created from Love or Grief
Wanting to feel such sublime bliss or shunning the pain
Never a word spoken all emotion orphan
No home to seek warm comfort, loving embrace
The scent of alone, morning , noon and night
That is what some may think
Others know better, preferring to overlook
Verses that flow into a deep thriving abyss
Growing passion that soon will explode
Nothing will be held back, all will be known
The name of the one that took a soul
Time has gone by, days long, tears and fear
Yet strength has become wiser behind muffled moans
Not a care for a look or a sneer, it matters nothing
Stars glow, the moon shines upon this truth
The Ocean roars, reigns in their world
A whisper honest and finally true
Meek are those that choose to be silent
Proud are we that stand tall without regret
This is now, the past far behind, future to be Lived
Hand in hand, a kiss, warm daylight rays
The sound of these voices that fight to survive
Within a crowd, a puddle of envy
