The abyss of silence

So lost, So lost the way

Ran 4012 miles, these monsters chasing my back 

Slipped to the edge, glaring into the abyss 

The wind is blowing away, dying slowly

Carrying an undertow of tragic music

My soul stopped dancing, O love!

The ghouls of the past devoiding me of the tyrst

Wailing at the edge, been calling your name, O love!

Can I steal a whisper, my love? 

The dark clouds of the hurt rendering me blind

and all I am staring at is an abyss of deafening silence.