The silence seeps through the cracks of my house
I tiptoe around it, silence resembling that of a mouse
Through the rubble that was left in the wake of my mind
I wonder what are the memories that I’ll leave behind
Thoughts crash against hard realisations
The body, like scorched earth is devoid of sensation
Pushing through hellish temptations
I swear I could feel the beginning of a new vibration
Suddenly I can see light flooding through the cracks
Scars on my skins, provide a map of painful tracks
But the feeling of loneliness has loosened its grip
The new balance of the world begins to tip
The vail between the past and present has now been shut
A mind, once innocent now has turned corrupt
Yet through the misery, darkness and dismay
A lingering feeling of home still remains
The sunsets between us are never that far
Just wish upon, as old tales go, on the evening star
This world will depart but we will build one a new
For the people, for me, for him and for you