Jan 2022
Too many times we talk
And the words fall.
And my mind is silent
Waiting for another day.
And the sun is up.
And the sun is down.
Still no word from the heart -
The silent pain of dying.
And the words fall.
And my mind is silent
Waiting for another day.
And the sun is up.
And the sun is down.
Still no word from the heart -
The silent pain of dying.
