Analysis of Echoes

Echoes
A voice cries out screaming to be heard;
Lost in an existence of broken sorrow
Just as in the beginning a voice thunders;
Traveling forever in eternity lost
The thoughts of yesterday, living today;
The thoughts of tommorow, living yesterday

Exhorting, begging, beseeching to be heard;
Echoes in a timeless expanse
No name or face to a broken voice;
Searching for a place to exist
Love for the loveless is an excess;
A heavy burden you must bear alone

A brief moment we are here coexisting;
Only our words left for hearts to remember
Our memories spoken on lips still warm;
While long cold the fires of a voiceless cry
Soon all words no longer remembered nor even cared;
All that remains are echoes resonating throughout eternity.