Your voice was but another echo in the dark
Sinking deeper and deeper,
Into the veiled blackness
Full of nothing but nothingness
A calling into the unknown
Seeking the inevitable
Redemption upon thy soul
Grey with recurrent torment
Incarcerated between space
And existential disarray
Blind to the outside world
Glimmering with quench and fulfilment
That shutters all the inexplicable anguish
Relieving all the external hostilities
Paving way for your perfect flow
A river of never-ending freedom
Slipping over sticks and stones
To the awaiting sea of joy and ecstasy
You still waited on it with eagerness
Hoping it would bring tidings
But that was yet another broken arrow.