There's an echo that I hear
From the loneliness in the heart. 
There's a shadow that I see
Emerging from the light. 
There's a feeling that I feel
From the shallowness howling aloud. 
There's a breath that survives
Dying, as it comes to life. 
There's a heart that might cease
For it hasn't been awake since long. 
There's a fear that breathes into me 
Of all the things that might come to an end. 
There's a child whispering in my ear

 

Of all the memories that were never held. 
There's a story of a broken life
That's wanting to be read.