Painting by: Pankat
Written by: Lily Zara
The world moves in a colorful trance;
The world speaks in a colorful dance.
I watch from afar for the simplest of joys;
I listen intently for the sound of my soul.
Words take their form, music follows close.
The heart beats so slow, as if there’s nothing more.
I sit still for the morning dew, hoping for something new.
I stay beneath the darkness, but there are only shades of blue.
I’ve seen those who pray to their gods,
I’ve witnessed the cries, I’ve felt the last breath.
I’ve heard those who sing in a desperate attempt,
I’ve waited for answers, but silence is all I get.
My world moves in the darkness of rubble;
My world speaks in the ashes of gray.
I watch from afar how the light wants to shine;
I listen intently for it to be mine.
The soul is my spirit, the soul is my song.
The light is the lyrics, the light makes me strong.
I’ve heard my own voice as it breaks through the walls,
I’ve heard my own heart as it’s falling apart.