Scared deep in my shadows,
Scared I would die alone,
Still no soul to follow,
Have I truly lost control.

Scared in the day time,
Scared in the night time,
My spirit died playing whisper,
Never was i prone to suffer.

A wild universe with golden shadows,
Skies turn stories to sorrows,
Crying baby born quiet till tomorrow,
Burning Summer,
Silent oceans,
Walking waves,
Memory called lonely,
This I call poetry.