Abyss of Destiny
Into the spiral of darkness that bound my smile,
A drop of tear bid farewell to me;
From the crust of a swelling heart,
Another nail just found itself an adobe.
That there were no requiems to be sung,
For the silence had a soul in itself.
Staring into the abyss of destiny,
Heard neither an echo nor a reflection of hope.
Whispering my prayers to the wind,
Standing by the edge of remorse,
Touch of an angel healed my broken melodies,
That I sang a forgotten song yet again.
Into the brightness that dried my tears,
The talons of fear released its clutch
I may have lost or may be wounded,
But I ain't the one who left without a fight.
A drop of tear bid farewell to me;
From the crust of a swelling heart,
Another nail just found itself an adobe.
That there were no requiems to be sung,
For the silence had a soul in itself.
Staring into the abyss of destiny,
Heard neither an echo nor a reflection of hope.
Whispering my prayers to the wind,
Standing by the edge of remorse,
Touch of an angel healed my broken melodies,
That I sang a forgotten song yet again.
Into the brightness that dried my tears,
The talons of fear released its clutch
I may have lost or may be wounded,
But I ain't the one who left without a fight.
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After a point of pain, we forget what hurt us and all we experience around us will be life. Life in its forms that we have not noticed before. Beyond pain, hope and despair there exists a realm of strength which takes will of itself and steer us towards what we really are.