How can questions be answered, when never heard?
How can an answer be given, by an unspoken word?
How can darkness lift, and enlightenment be found?
How can wisdom be heard, with only a silent sound?
How can I fix it, when I don’t know what broke?
How can no words, heal what actions have spoke?
How can I undo, when I don’t know what I did?
How can I see it, when it all is so clearly hid?
How can I mend, when I’m taken apart?
How can I find, any stout piece to start?
How can I heal, when I don’t understand?
How can I ask, without seeming demand?
How can it all go, so badly so fast?
How can it easily, slip to the past?
How can this be, when I thought would last?
How can it be so easy, to move on and pass?
How can a treasure, have no reason to say?
How can a jewel, just quietly drift away?
How can such hope, just turn into rust?
How can such life, just turn into dust?
How can such love, have just disappeared?
How can love bring, all that I have feared?
How can you say, everything was okay?
How can you use that to just fade away?
How can my darkness lift, and my enlightenment be found?
How can wisdom be heard, when there's only a silent sound?
How can my questions be answered, when they're never heard?
How can the answers be heard when there's no spoken word?
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