Return

Opinions no matter what it shall be in return
Hopes are too high and bad
Beyond hope of my dreams, I wander myself to sleep
Messages of hate lingers beneath the surface
Individuals appear blunt in presence
Behind this inner wall of sanity relate
Laughter penetrate the soft hearts and souls
Wishing of unleashing the anger lost
Whatever I may do I whisper the prayers I know
Love and passion will not die through
Cruelty, poverty locked within this ruling empire of souls
A cycle is broken, another is too
Paying it again for the kindness brought together
Missing the love, losing the grip in life
Wishing the wishes made in mind
Waiting in line for return and the return...