Empty Pen of No-One

No words left to say, I’m an empty pen  
What good is a rooster without its hen   

Slowly I fade, maybe in nothingness   
While others walking into greatness   

This is my path, I walk my own pace
The sun hits me right upon my face

Nowhere else did you have but here?
So you know the spotlight is my fear

Attention, such powerful strength, great
And you feel greater than your true state

At times like so, I don’t know how to start
All I know is that He still owns my heart

– May 22nd, 2019