There must be away

I am stuck in the belly of solitude
i have been writing the same rhyme
from time to time

My pen can't stop bleeding
Many years of pain in vain
my heart is hanging

i want to escape this despair
is there a repair shop for my soul?
torn, tormented, i cannot bare

but there must be a way
out of this jungle of fierce words
my soul is weary

A mute pursuit

To follow a dream

That whispers in silence

To find light, in the heart of darkness

In the depth of disgrace

To find hope in tales

stuck naked in the head

It is a mute pursuit

When in the depth of solitude

A heart doesn't stop

seeking soul soothing wisdom.