I'll Hear Nothing

A perfect place for all to be
Is more than only I can see
A waning soul is lost in search
For its purpose in one to perch
Plastic is as plastic does
Yet becomes better than what was
Enamel shines and iris blooms
But behind is only grey that looms
Purpose teeters on the fence
In everlasting, strange suspense
Fear of knowing what they say
Only is just another day
Nothing different, nothing new
Has colored grey into blue
Bleak but tired is the one who resides
Just to be swept up in riptide
What was always right is vacuum sealed
For it takes decades for cuts to heal
Internal bleeding leaves bodies in strife
For it’s man alone who bears the knife
For what it’s worth, what it’s not cost,
I’d rather have never loved than lost
The days drag on, nights have no time
But I pray I may once again hear wind chimes
Maybe not today and maybe not tomorrow
But eventually serenity eases sorrow
Pain and taunts enjoy loudly to sing
I know, though, one day, I’ll hear….nothing