Sunday, 17 July 2016

I'll always remember the night he spoke to me on the whispering wind...

"It's time, my love,
Turn your back on those,
That hurt you,
That desert you,
That don't deserve you,
I can offer you so much more;
A life of ease & serenity."

He held out his hand,
A light shone from him,
And bathed me,
I looked back once... twice,
And then I stepped forward.

He was right;
I am at peace now,
And there are no regrets,
I light my candle,
And walk into the night alone.






There's a memory tucked inside of me

Inside of me so deep, Burnt into my retina, When awake & when asleep. It's like a bad smell, That just won't go, It rattle...