I sit here in the darkness

Hoping for a dance

Looking to the future

Singing my soul to sleep again!


Angels flying

Trying to stay a float

They say I am holding on

And slowly sinking the boat!


I do not want to go outside this night

It’s too cold

For Angels to fly

Saying things are

Going to change

But the emptiness

Just doesn’t understand!

Debbie Brooks 2014