Like a ripple... Spreads the inner arrogant statements of self Which you'd never tell someone else Because even sounding them out sounds loud But you believe in them still In the quiet subconsciousness of self Like the echoings of an inner cavern There is something there Because something that once cast shadows fell
He let them win Somehow their repetitive chatter & noise crept right in Quietly & unseen they anchored their lies & fabrications Truths were quickly fading into arguments & altercations In his head their noise just echos & echos in a shout He battled & fought, but it wasn't well enough to keep them out The echos only got louder & louder More & more he began to doubt her Thoughts began dwelling The echos were now just yelling Hoping truth he'd soon forget & Trusting was something he'd always just regret
Proud of what they've done The echos thought they've won But his thoughts weren't able to convince his heart & soul He knew without her, he would never be whole Feelings, really now, this time they were true & real... truly not a chance to break & As for the echos.....well they were just a silented mistake
Echoes of rumors and fables, From aged sages of Roman republics. To broken fractured tribes tribes Long disbanded and forgotten. Technology and secrets lost to the tide of time, Discoveries left to forever rot, Left in cold isolation.