The Valley

The blistered lips of broken promises and lies leave you
Such a lonely victim of this darkness in the valley!
Find the sun there sunken, sullen, and hearty
Hidden in the cracks of the stone-faced walls
And revel in their wrinkling skin!

They crumble and rumble with every scathing plate,
But the light burning in you is bright,
And has weathered darker nights
Than this pitch black valley could ever hope to dim!

Scale the sized sides and find your truths within,
Dig into the dying disappointments
To find your promises kept yet again!