Without?

Pt: 2 to Within?


Without?

Your silence stabs blindly through my soul.
A resolution had been quelled,
and now only insurgent flash fires roiled,
scattered about confused minds.

Duty overcame nostalgia
rightfully you over a cliff
and into eyes that thought
impossible schemes, feeble minds only fathom.

What lay within your fantastic machine.
What secrets had you kept from us?
Is our fate sealed with you judgment?
Without speaking, you answered a quiet, "yes."

There is no future,
only a truth of impending disaster.
Our quiet war had been won,
before the dream had begun.

But will we go quietly into the dark?
Can we fight the void?
With my voice, still from screaming..
"Open your eyes!"

Is there a will to find a way?
Or am I grasping at straws,
praying for an answer?
With no trace of salvation?