A Whisper of Hope

[Whispers of Hope]

In the depths of our souls, where shadows dance and stars align.

The fire with the coals, blazing flames and burning ashes.

On the empty street, where there stood broken poles.

In the silence of the night, a whispered truth veiled in deceit.

Mysteries of sorrow and heartbreak, a heart kept steady, beat by beat.

The unhealed scars of a journey incomplete.

The dark blue sky that travels so far.

A distant realm, a hopeful star.

Deeper and deeper, I fell within myself.

In the stillness of the mind, a slow dark universe uncurls.

I was once blind, yet my covers slowly starting to unfold.

Stories unheard, yet to be told.

The unknown. The unloved. The unheard. The untold.

Left of a heart and soul, feeling both lost and cold.

Just flickers of light, flickering again and again before me.

For in the darkest nights, I lay in the beams of my dreams.

Piece to piece.

Fragmented pieces, sold to my mind, grasping and holding on.

In the echoes of memories in the corner of my mind.

Seeking threads of meaning.

An endless existence, a journey, a story.

Just make it one more day, they say.

In the horrors of the dark, a flicker of light.

Maybe the sun will rise once again.

Listening and enduring this distant screaming.

Innocence being reclaimed once again.

Screams no longer belong to me, but to the voice that was silenced inside of me.

And amongst this, was me.

Silence is painful.

But within it, a gleaming strength I hold so proudly.

A whisper of Hope.