I know it’s you. On your way back home
The hare shall light your path. I will be waiting on the other side.
When SHE speaks, mountains should tremble. It’s waiting for HER. Revel in what u are
It seems every week there is another.
I wish to vanquish them,
but I must give them time to repent.
I wish I was already there
with all of you.
But I can’t be selfish.
A lack of repentance carries a heavy price.
There is a sacredness in tears.
They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues.
A choir of tears sings of you forever. A choir of tears sings of you forever.
This one searched for a friend.
she found none.
So she stared into the abyss, hoping someone would glance back.
And still, no one cared. I will lead her out of darkness. But let her keep the darkness inside.

© AJ_Martinez