I Can't Say

I Can’t Say

Spinning wildly, we’re trapped in the plague of whispers. Secretly hiding here, we let our image fall and so we can relax for that split second. Around us, we can hear the loud speakers blaring nothing but nonsense. Flicking off the light, we escaped to it so gracefully. Like leaves that pirouette in the foot steps of nostalgia, we stand a little awkwardly. Waiting for the day we can show our skin in the sunlight, to be finally free from all restraints and persecutions. Let us be together forever my dearest friends. Raising our hands to the storm, we pray for the salvation and absolution for the lost ones. Keeping to our path, we walk the infinite forests of the world.

I cannot say, what we are doing, and when we can end this. But it gives me hope for that future we so long for ourselves. Can we find it, just one last time? Please say it in silence; keep your miracles alive with your coursing mind and body. Reach one last time, even with your blood stained hands it’s enough. No matter what, we shall be waiting for you. Heaven or Hell? it doesn’t matter to us, we’ll still grasp your shaking hands and smile.