What is this I know?

 The silence grows deeper. . .

Beneath the trees;

In the whispers.

I want to be free

They can't break me

I am weak. 

No! 

I am strong.

Can anyone hear me?

I want to know who I am

In the shadow I hide

I am covered by lies.

This blanket grows heavy,

But the warmth keeps me company.

What is this I know?

In this world, I am all alone?

Or do these empty caves

That echoes in my heart

Mean something more?

The world is full

Yet I am empty

Who I'm I?

What I'm I looking for?

Perhaps an open door?

What is this I know?

In this world, I am all alone?

In the shadow I hide,

From deep inside

That echoes within my heart.

Picture: 

http://www.deviantart.com/art/Empty-space-cannot-be-filled-105935059