Standing taller than a father to a child,
Reaching wider than the corners of your eyes
A wall that’s set in stone.
Shades of silence,
Among distant whispers, rumours flowing through waters of hope.
The past is deceased.
Light has been overcome,
Voices turn to darkness as clouds make us blind.
Light has been overcome,
Voices fade to darkness as clouds shroud our minds.
In this moment, our judgement is clouded.
Light presents itself, where our ambitions reside.
Like a slave to these feelings, bound by regret.
Regret.
A ghost to the past.
This light through the darkness,
A time that brings us,
A voice once silenced,
A frozen answer,
A chosen witness,
A moment resolved or lost.
Breath is wasted, squandered on promises that can’t be kept.
Articulate with actions; reveal the way to fix our broken wings.
This blackout will fade away.