Silence Is Still

I wish to not be among a population- Whose everlasting wishes never come to completion. It is like I don’t want to be friendly with my old, silent self. That used to capture hopes to hoard on a shelf. I will write a letter to all the unwanted. Who picture a future of being haunted. And instead I will face the wrath- That exists nowhere except for our shared path. All I must do is thank the horizon for its reappearance- That I shall shield myself from no longer- my future is a dance!