One to None

One life is here,
to stay on this eternal
wasteland we find ourselves
calling home so frequently.

No love has ever
penetrated this shell,
No one has ever seen
what is held within.

One soul to rest,
taking in the surroundings,
the aging trees,
the forgotten stones.

A whisper rolls through
the winds and clouds.
It is over heard over thunder,
slips through under chaos.

The words that are spoken
roll off their lips,
but they find they are often
lost in this destined void.

One heart is heard beating,
only to the one escaping,
running from its fears,
crawling from its sadness.

It's all here they say,
all you gotta do is find
the clues they say.
When was life ever that easy.

Hardships trip up all
the unforgiving to the innocent.
Thorns get caught in their clothing,
fire singes their hair.

A drop of water was all
they needed to keep going,
but they wanted it from the sky,
for they could not in good conscious,

Steal it from a lonely white rose...

Midst the chaos and destruction,
it grows and it flourishes,
growing up from the wasteland
that only we can be blamed for.

One life is here,
to stay on this eternal
wasteland we find ourselves
calling home so frequently.