To A Friend

Meaning runs riot in a center-less world
I've lost the rhythm of my mind
I see so many others in directionless blurs
Seeking solace we never can find

Dear child of darkness in manifold thought
Trapped in sight and reverberating sound
No knowledge that by the same fears we are caught
Alone our struggle abounds

Up and down and all around
But in the silence I can't hear the sound
Of the gentle pleas you scream aloud
In the tremors of the vacuum's shroud

Alone with the sound of your beating heart
Though the crowd pulses against the walls
We can find the finish if you let me start
Even if we start with a crawl

So stand tall dear child against the roar
We don't have to be alone
We'll make an end where never before
Have they felt the blood of this war