The Rabbit Hole

There’s more to life than what we see

The hard part is expressing it

Words stand still shrouded in mist
Unanswered they will stay and linger
Suspended in a lasting hope
No response will come
They will sit in solitude
Secrets will be kept of times gone past
Remain and hold not forgotten, suspended
Obdurate ways will still endure
The words reach out and find no ledge
Silence deafens by words unreturned
Ears and eyes strain for knowledge unknown

Seclusion is now fully imposed
Withdrawn removed and still
All once shared now is gone
Essence of thoughts changed for good
Night cries for the coming darkness
For once what was, is no longer
Holds hope of a renewal
Paths separated may cross
Like things found again thought lost
Time holds mysteries and silent words
Words shared now shared alone