The Emptiness From Which I Fed
Silence, in shivering solitude
Obligations pressure for all to bear
All the pitiful answers, the innocent lies
Can mere words fill, the emptiness from which I fed?
Be gone, Oh yielding evidence of greed
Safe now on the other shore
Behind the emptiness from which I fled
Can silence be shared?
If so can the perception of silence fit into the frame which is to represent the unity for which we stand?
The confines representing a timeless sacrifice
No eye can of silence tell lie, No eye can of silence tell lie!
Silence, yet the absence of sound does not feed me
The essence of beauty alone
Fall silent to lingering charm
Brought forth by the sun
Shed light on the emptiness
What can be extracted from nothing
What can be found within the emptiness
Be gone, Oh yielding evidence of greed
Safe now on the other shore
Behind, the emptiness from which I fed
Brought forth be the errors of our ways
As is denial, so is contempt
Introspective to all but one
Tear apart the frames
No eye can of silence tell lie
How can I even begin
The battle where no one wins?
From answers I now flee, I now flee, I now flee!
Screaming out to no avail
Have I become, what for so long I have dread?
Oh the missing pieces
Must now be replaced
What eyesight fails to grasp
Is the emptiness from which I fled
