I AM STORM III
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Through the darkness of this endless abyss Raucous silence is my only companion as I walk Beyond cold sinuous shadows and frigid hearts Hundreds of greedy eyes stare without looking Thousands of tired mouths talk without saying Millions of intimate hearts love without emotion II Long I weathered the wintery emotion, Turning inward toward my own abyss. The stars twinkle down while saying That perhaps I should endure a longer walk And take the time to ponder the moment, looking Deep to find the desires of my heart of hearts. III But should we be listening to our hearts While external voices play with our emotion? Do I dare to leap without looking? Take others words forward and jump into that abyss? I can't, because I know it's into fire I walk Dreaming of the falsehoods I know they are saying. IV But what is exactly in the words they are saying? Is it for me to believe they have just hearts? Why is it that these ones shouldn’t walk To the edge, brimming with the same emotion So that they may plunge into that black abyss While I stand there unmoved and looking? V But why would it be me caring or looking? Should I be taking a stand saying That they nor anyone else should sail into the abyss That everyone should look deep into their hearts For the love that they need to bear their emotion And if must needs, we can even take their arm and walk. VI No, it isn't for me to take that walk Because it isn't me staring without looking, Nor am I the one spending love without emotion, Nor do I talk to without saying, Nor do I add one more to their black hearts, Nor do I wish for them to seize that abyss. VII I live to love me irrespective of them looking and saying That there are true emotions in their heart of hearts. The only problem is I can't walk away from this abyss. |
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