What is life to cold hands and an empty heart?
A meaningless nothingness.
A reflection of despair.
No humanity seen.
No love.
No care.
Mere ashes of hope gone dry.
Mere tears from when one cried.
No measure of value for bodies.
None for the dead nor alive.
What do you do when your heart dries out?
When there’s no blood left to shed?
When the beauty of bodies float away like dust?
When all you can feel is despair?
So many days and nights have my heart cried out,
To hollow ears who hear me not.
Hollow ears don’t hear my screams in the night.
Hollow ears know not my soul’s twists and turns.
And blind eyes don’t see my bloodshed,
When murderous hands perform the devil’s deeds.
So, what do you do when your heart cries out?
When there’s no one who seems to care?
I love Forever
Because Forever pushes me forward.
Helps me go where I need to go.
Helps me soar when I need to fly.
Forever is more than a friend.
Forever is like a savior
That has caught me upon falling.
Is the giver of a second chance.
Forever doesn’t care about mistakes
That I make, or even repeat.
With Forever, I can be me.
With Forever, I can be free.
Forever is like destiny I can hold
Right in my hand.
And upon opening them,
I unleash a world of possibilities.
Blockades of a dream are unheard of.
Forever will never allow it.
I feel like all I have is Forever
And I will not waste precious time.
My Quiet Fire 