Sup3rnality

Truth be told, it's easier to fill empty spaces with material trappings to immitate a semblance of contentment.

Softly tread
Let no one hear you
Pass by silently
Trying to fade softly
Into the unforgiving
Background where
All dreams stand still
Waiting to move
Ahead of feet
Dragging on these
Rocky surfaces
Heartstrings catching
On shards of broken
Promises and words
Forgotten with whispers
In the night-time
Silently searching
Blindly for the fire
To light up this darkening day.


(c) Hazlin Aminudin, 2012