The secrecy of a silent wish,
flickering every candle in the mist,
the whisper of a silent wind,
holding everything in its fist,

The illusions hold no sound belief,
peeling away the hardened core of soul,
the denial gives me no relief,
throwing away all traces of self-control,

Hope is sacred and unknown to many,
Faith is held nought to heart,
Loyalty silenced by backstabbers aplenty,
Forgiveness unseeked for the deliberate,

Believe in that light which appears in the darkness,
leading you onto home,
a place which holds no trace of sadness.
only then will all be well and done,

A perfect world is beyond us,
look beyond the imperfection,
only then will sorrow pass fast,
yet all thats left are unfinished conversations.

--Anonymous