An empty land, an empty soul,
A walk, a voyage in search for a reason..
A reason to breathe, to love, to live; again
I knew the road, I’ve walked here before
But there used to be a different song
I find broken branches, fallen trees, the ruins
Looking at me for an answer,
Why did you let everything decay?
Why did you left what once was eden?
But to all these inquest I had nothing to say.
I have wronged them; a feeling sunk in.
I let down some souls waiting for me,
Knelt down with my face to the ground,
The blues setting in as a cloud upon me.
I am better, better than this, I said to myself.
I’ve had worse, and have stood up without any help.
But why can’t I do it again, (‘cause am only human)
Pick up the scattered pieces of me,
Stop getting stumbled upon this slope
Plant myself a flower in what remains of my heart
And Might as well name it my "absolute hope"! :)
Courtesy: Philip Thomas
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