A soul rendered heartless,
A life rendered meaningless,
A heart rendered shattered,
This existence still lives.
Beat, Beat, a voice tells me,
Beat, Beat, my hands feel;
Beat, Beat, is what it feels,
But I feel nothing, nothing, nothing.
I can't understand the mind,
I can't feel the body,
I can't imagine the soul,
Live a life is what I hear.
I see through the Shadows
That eludes the lies,
I believe not in light
That gives the illusion of truth,
I hear not the beat of a heart,
I see the mirror broken and shattered.
I can never see the eyes of such divine,
Being in light, never knowing any of such design
All I ask is this.
Can anyone know Shadows and be in the light,
For now, can someone paint
Their life in light and dark to make a masterpiece.