silence

O Silence, who dwells within the depths of emptiness, O Silence, who breathes serenity to a broken mind, Riddle me this: What lies within the wicked’s heart? Is it despair disguised as ambition or emptiness masked as desire? Is it wanting forged into lust or denial chasing vanity? O Silence, you, the answer to all our prayers, O Silence, that breathes hope Teach me to tame the rage and sadness within, To scream in agony, laugh sipping the nectar of madness, To finally live a day as I choose and die dreaming of what could have been. O Silence, you who accompany darkness, Spin the web of solace around my soul, And bury me within thy cold heart, For I dream of a morrow where I breathe again, And dream of a morrow where I live again.