Sealed Soul

In the mesmerizing curves of time's flow,
The twist of a hidden serpent's show,
Where we dance upon white clouds so bright,
In the most delectable void of delight.

How much time in silence has passed,
And what if I had screamed at last?

Escaping the illusion of a plastic world,
With memories deep and naught else unfurled,
Transformed into new creatures we roam,
Yet mere children in an abandoned playground's home.

This truth, known only to me,
Yearns to bask in the light it cannot see,
Only I hold this buried truth in my core,
For ages it guides and leads me ashore.

With a keen sense of smell,
Torn curtains, stories to tell,
Unveiled seas, their mysteries untold,
Yet nothing new remains to behold.

A bloody moon's eerie glow,
A fallen star's once radiant show,
A sealed soul, hidden from view,
The mystery hides in the morning's hue.