The little cold breeze of a movements life
I could feel it by the moving air
it is invisible to our naked eyes
Sometimes I'm full of distress and sadness as I shiver in fear
Even though I know it wasn't bad
But part of the plan
I stood with no-one near me
And yet I was not alone even when I know
I'm doing something wrong
Onto cold stone my tears of silent splashed in shapes that I know not there kind
As days gone by I grieved for the souls we have done wrong
I am awoke but in cold sweat
I know I was there because I can see some souls having some ease
As the vision fade away he reached out and took my right hand
love
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