The Unspoken #2
Subtle like a summer breeze
It whispers underneath
Under noise under silence
Under plastic peace
Pure is this white light
Soft and so alive
Its pulse beats through all existence
The greatest secrets felt only deep inside
I won't say
And you'll do the same
So we can both live happy lives
Here the sound that it makes
As truth pours down control
Lightly it is seeping
From heavy bleeding in your soul
Supernatural and deadly
It can guide through what's broken
Alive playing dead
Is what's better left unspoken
As a child it would breach
Now that I'm older it's daring to reach
We know the whys
They color our eyes
Dare to reach with a stare
Gain a glimpse of what's really there
The greatest thoughts skate on by
Stirring no where else but home
Supernatural and deadly
It can guide through what's broken
What was and is
A hidden treasure; the unspoken
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