A whisper heard,
A sound made.
The darkness comes,
The lights will fade.
A chapter over,
But a new book,
Not today.
The sounds of the past,
They echo near,
They sound of fear,
Atleast thats what i hear.
But no i say,
To letting it come,
I have peace,
I am home.
Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 2:15 PM UTC
A whisper heard,
A sound made.
The darkness comes,
The lights will fade.
A chapter over,
But a new book,
Not today.
The sounds of the past,
They echo near,
They sound of fear,
Atleast thats what i hear.
But no i say,
To letting it come,
I have peace,
I am home.