Through empty eyes I gaze; watch the dreams of yester-year dwindle,
The end of another chapter; in the journey of the Soul,
Walked many dead ends I have; helping those in need,
At the end of each road; the cold dark void of emptiness reins,
Patiently await the next chapter; when the sun may shine once again,
Walk the cold empty nights; till the dawn of the new day.
Days filed with a vulnerable anxiety; the nights bring rest,
Lost and alone in total darkness; a cold and empty Soul begs for release,
From the cutting edge of Loves way; the pains along the journey,
Leave lessons unlearned for another journey; allow my weary Soul some rest,
Still the faintest flame of a divine spark; drives an urge to go on,
To enlighten my weary Soul; from each scar picked up along the journey.
Evaluating my part in dances of love; learn what I can from each experience,
Memories continue to haunt; in the still of the long lonely nights,
Strength to continue faltering; the will to give up just at the edge of the line,
Daring to wonder in trembling fear; what tomorrow may bring,
A heart filled with loves joy; or the emptiness of a lost lonely Soul,
I guess that’s why life is a mystery; as we play our part to an unknown script.
Slowly reassembling each piece of a broken heart; each day becomes easier,
Each night marking the end of each day; one minute step to being whole again,
They time is only on our wrist; still days seem so slow at times such as this,
When will this damaged heart be whole again; to fill a dark & empty void within?
The virtue of patience must be funded; strength to get through the chapters in-between.