Silence

Quite, the soft silence, the falling aspiration,

you feel the world collapsing, a world you’ve built,

with thoughts and dreams, full of buildings of excitement,

stores of fantasies burning down, the ruins of your emotions,

you struggle still to fix this world with a future you imagine,

holding on to the pillars of your destiny, the one you built,

the one that’s burning.

You’ll always find a way, to see the light, the beauty in the sky,

the glimmer in her eyes, the fond memories that you treasure.

You seek perfection, such an impossible quest, the shifting definition,

the relativity of this concept is only true in the eye of the beholder,

he who knows there only beauty in imperfection,

and that, is perfect in itself.

I have strength, the will to continue through the adversities,

watch me, for those who persevere are triumphant.