*This poem is dedicated to Linkin Park — for all those strongly worded songs that made my life survivable. There are obvious references to several song titles (including the title of the poem), with no intentions of violating copyrights.
That brown evening I found my soul,
Met my mind, that often turned Numb .
Beyond, drifted off higher than
Every one of our Hands Held High.
Leading all of our battles,
But perhaps the toughest was within….
The sphere will say, all day
Never knows to be In Pieces;
The cracks, the bits, the shards —
What it took for this Castle Of Glass.
So Leave Out All The Rest, for
Who shall decide what is best?
Memory, name and body diffuse in air.
Forever it resonates the voice,
That will agitate more ripples
Through this vast New Divide.
Happiness, and inner peace
Never so easy In The End;
In this dark wordplay with life
A Light That Never Comes.