This empty heart

by what name

do I call on you

oh great one?

it is you,

the one who

fills this empty

place I call

my

heart?

it is

this

empty spot

where my soul

used to live.

it is where I used to have

faith in my fellow man.

but, he hath

betrayed me

once too often…

what has happened

to those who’ve lost

their faith and their

wonder in life?

where have they gone?

those poor weakened souls

who submerged themselves

in drink and folly…

Is there no relief?

is there no justice?

is there no rest?

is there no peace?

this empty heart

of mine,

what lies at the end?

is it darkness?

Is it light?

Ah,

as I lose my arm

and feel it no more

the same

goes when the rest of the body goes?

yes,

like a bird

the spirit

rises.

the consciousness

frees itself

from this

internal

prison

I have

built

from flesh,

bone

and blood.

will there be

no pain,

only joy?

I am

grateful

to you

for my

answer:

the one

who watches over me

swathed

in

my

agony

as well as joy.

you have once again

given me

hope

at the end of my rope

when I

feel

sincerest

in my

most human

of all

need.

I know it is you

oh great one,

for it

could never

have come

from

even the

wisest

of earthly

men.

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