Whispers To
The Wind

Ruthless aggression empowers the soul. Overwhelming sensibility, rationale and control. Illusions of happiness, crushed hopes and lost dreams. Make way for destruction, dementia and screams. The hand that once held all the cards has now risen; commanding his followers to heed warning and give in. Time has come for those who balk in the face of destiny; to henceforth in wonder for all the world is to see. Lessons learned have quickly become harsh realities. Things once deemed safe now seethe of impurities. Things better left unsaid are rearing their ugly heads. Mysterious wonders of the dark and unknown; they are settling in now, making this home Welcome – his children – come sit by the fire; while our master consumes us with tales of satire.

My world no longer feels complete. Small things I never realized that were made better because of you, showed me how you were my world, my everything and I needed you more than I knew. Your strength to hold me up – Without you, I am weak. Your sense to guide me – Without you, I am lost. Your smile to warm me – Without you, I am cold. Your arms wrapped around me – Without you, I am alone. Your humor to make me laugh – Without you, I am sad. Your sanity to keep me sane – Without you I am mad. Your energy to drive me – Without you, my step is weak. Your voice to call my name – Without you, I am not me.

I have seen the land of the lost. Men and women like you and I; scared and struggling to get by; Making do with what they have; while stretching themselves beyond their means. Babies screaming, children crying, parents oblivious to the scene. I have met some of the Forgotten. Boys and girls withdrawn and thin; Wandering aimlessly, clueless where to begin. Taking ill advice from 'seasoned' folk. Pennies earned go up in smoke. Swapping secrets that no one should keep. Enduring the blow of each gluttonous creep. I have felt the air of desperation Buzzing around the rooms. The need to save the sick and suffering fromimpending doom. I have joined forces with the Warriors. Standing strong and eager to tell. How hope, faith and forgiveness helped us escape the grips of hell.

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