Time never stops, cycles continue. The world never stops, even though we do. |
Cold Bones Left in an empty home Each breath hurts, I feel the pain The days have grown long What is my name? When last I walked the summer sun I cannot remember The days when I was young The days when I would stay up all night and wait for the sun The days without worry, days without fear The days where the ones you love were always near But, The days grow long Night has swallowed the sun The light fades from my body The hope I built on solid foundation, proved to be faulty Now I wait I dream of the light To feel its warm gentle embrace To know all my life wasn't wasted To know I did something important Something someone would put faith in The days grow so long! They are almost at an end It's terrifying to think where I began What is my name? What did my parents call me? What did they see when they looked into my eyes Did they know my future, see inspiration See part of themselves, hope for the next generation But alas, the day is done I close my eyes and fall asleep Strangely it is not fear I feel, but peace This is what it feels like when the moon and sun meet |