Tell me who..

Broken roads and hollow paths,
Life builds up around dramatic scenes,
Drops of tears mark the remaining of time,
Everything seems to scream in still silence,
I lost myself in the sea of everything,
and nothing at all,
Thrown back by shadows of sin,
and the proud glittering shine of past mistakes,
Shallow hopes of reincarnation,
turning new leaves that only wilts with passion,
I bury my face deep in wounded hands,
In the layings of pain and scarred misery,
A breathe of mere hope,
crawled upon to a treasure,
blessed misfortune, hidden all along,
A soul to keep me safe and strong,
A heart a one of a kind,
A heart of a gold,
and words that cures,
cuts deep as knife,
he is the friend given to lead,
he is the compass of my life.

*maybe you are the friend, or maybe it was just a mistake.

Written by my best friend, Meera Aziz.

.x.farhaghouse.x.