The meaning behind of what lies still,
This heart as it beats; the feeling becomes real.
So many times I've tried to control,
The hole in my chest, no place for a soul,
I watch as the world loses all its will,
The need to grab, but the body stays still.
I chance for hope, pray the light gives me faith,
For seconds it lasted; the light showed me hate.
How it lies still, oh but each beat moves,
A cause of expansion, following each you choose,
Each and all, for every somber or ecstatic feeling,
Defining our hearts, a purpose now with no reason,
I am falling, as the same moment I climb,
Curiosity is filled, but I appear short of time,
My two worlds collided; I failed to make it whole,
One world subsisting, oh what a dream long ago.
Fate came today, awoke me from my slumber,
A perfect world envisioned, succumbed by the thunder,
The pounding in my chest, ringing life into my ears,
I must fight now, to encumber all my tears,
Such pain unknown, an untrained heart, yet strong,
The onslaught begins; I must be proven wrong,
I set up my defenses, but I fight all alone,
For I am missing the reason to bring my life to status quo,
As the wavelength shortens, the frequency drops,
The beating of my heart follows, with no intentions to stop.
I now see the world, as the truth begins to spill,
The meaning behind of what lies still.
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