A singer of silent songs

In the never-ending night

Calling to the weary

The current of my mind runs rapid

Leads to where my aches are buried

Lifeless, cold, and eerie

Galaxies that are infinite

I still don’t know where I fit in it

Feel it all and I sit in it

Can anybody hear me?

In my dreams children live forever

The lost find their way

In truth, I have more questions than answers

I seem to have more courage than faith