Hope - Through His Eyes

Hope,

What his soul grasped onto ..

A hope for a new tomorrow,

For a new beginning,

Hope,

To ease the loneliness,

To make him whole again.

Hope,

What he saw in her eyes,

What he needed to survive,

The harsh winter of solitude,

Or his withering happiness in autumn.

His Master

whelming in melancholy ,

As days passes by ...

Alone in darkness ..

yearns to be free ...

Once again to saunter without cuffs ..

Steel chains created by desperation ..

Molecules by molecules ..

Of none more or less ...

Plain , composite agony ..

A little flinch of flame ..