From Here
Inside these restless minds of perception, fell down with it all
I can see it clear from where I’m standing
But I never said I would tell you what my eyes are seeing
Through the thorns of my life I’d tell you what you wanted to hear
Ever more than the way of crawling into my shameless thoughts
I was never closer to your heart than you’d let me
And as the cold created a perfect circle around the shore
My island was taken from the map they drew some years ago
And I was just left behind in silence, I think my words
Have left me again and again
And it’s from here where I start,
It’s from here where I’ll end and mark my words
From here everything is clear that silence will remain my final breath
Inside words forlorn, never been spoken by silent murmurs
I find the longing to slowly let them be offered to the ground
Where everything is equal as it sounds,
And here in the moments I held for forgotten and my mind has been made up
I can tell you where the tracks have been but still there is some story left
Maybe to never be told, maybe to only be held
And as the cold created a perfect circle around my thoughts,
Never been there without permission, into the ravines
Of my deeply scattered soul I think my words
Have left me again and again
And it’s from here where I start,
It’s from here where I’ll end and mark my words
From here everything is clear that silence will remain my final breath
Keep me where I used to be, let me linger here in silence
For you thought you could bear the soulless thought of letting me
Wander deep inside your mind with having not heard the rules of truth
Endless marks its miles around my sea and I never thought
Of counting them until I lost my shore to the ground
Come here, closer to me, you might loose your light again
But here in the dark created by the eyes of the giving light
I am here, I am here endless reaching out for the lantern
And I think my words
Have left me again and again
So it’s from here where I start,
It’s from here where I’ll end and mark my words
From here everything is clear that silence will remain my final breath
Silence in the deafening night,
Silence in the deepest cut of the wounds bared here close to me
And my words won’t be lost, they just found their muse
To be muted
© Stella Lumina (Ellen Edens)