The Emptiness from Which I Fed
Silence in shivering solitudeObligations pressure for all to bearAll the pitiful answers, the innocent liesCan mere words fillThe emptiness from which I fed?
Be gone, Oh yielding evidence of greedSafe now on the other shoreBehind: The emptiness from which I fled
Can silence be shared?If so, can the perception of silencefit into the frame which is representthe unity for which we stand?The confines representing a timeless sacrifice.No eye can of silence tell lie
Silence, yet the absence of sounddoes not feed meThe essence of beauty aloneFall silent to lingering charmBrought forth be the sunShed light on the emptiness
What can be extracted from nothingWhat can be found within the emptinessBe gone, Oh yielding evidence of greedSafe now on the other shoreBehind: the emptiness from which I fed
Brought forth be the errors of our waysAs is denial so is contemptIntrospective to all but oneTear apart the flamesNo eye can of silence tell lie
How can I even beginThe battle where noone winsFrom answers I now flee
Screaming out too no availHave I become what for so long I've dreadThe missing piecesMust now be replaced
What eyesight fails to graspIs the emptiness from which I fled