Questions

What is this life
That breathes within
An empty wind flows through
As every sound is rejected
And only light is found

When are words not empty
Like a crystal clear vase resting
On a table of wood and skulls
Bringing fear from the floor
With a simple cry to devour

Where is the wisdom
A lost call of the night
Never to be heard again
By the solitary mourning sigh
On only a whim of time

How can light prevail
Through the sleeping valley
Emptiness seeps with desire
Liquid stars fill a fountain
Standing amidst flowers that wilt

Why is hope so weak here
Lying limp near a broken wall
No life flows through
As the fight is lost
Sorrow has no more tears

Who will survive now
In the vile emptiness
Will light flow once again
Around a field of the lost
Or will all be forgotten