Many years of loneliness
Seems a century of pain
People knew you better
They presume and assume....

It's always been a journey
To a destination no one would ever know
But there's a hope within me
To reach even if it's centuries away

Sometimes you are worried
Sometimes you are scared
Of the hopes being feigned
The levity within me,
Vehemently wings innocence
Shall it be ignorance?

But the journey of knows no whereabouts
Fadingly carries a hope
In the qualm of waiting for that companion
I'm sitting here, beside the window of this jitney overlooking a grey lake
Only within me carrying the hope for a day of no darkness

-Param