Lost In Silence

Frequencies are becoming with an incomplete reason, Like an open door to what's been witnessed before. Uncertainty - will I ever be sure? I need to understand, to touch that settling feeling of knowing, So I no longer have a need to explore. In times of weakness, you are the one I've opened up to, Searching through the skies and past the stars. I've asked so many questions and painted you my world, The world you placed me in, to suffice. Your moments of silence are rare to this world, Like a forgotten second, Making me wait for a new beginning, When reality is I'm just staring into space, With no sense of belonging. So frequencies are becoming... Once again, I need to know why? I'll look past your unhelpful knowledge. My mind's eye will decide.