whispering winds traveling by.
whisping throughout the branches and trees.
Blowing on in like a spirit floating by.
With icy cold breeze bringing chills to your spine.
Headaches rush in…in the middle of the night.
Tears drowning you within your eyes.
All this really no big surprise.
With an uneasy sense of a hush blanketing the sky.
My eyes filling like they want to cry.
My heart beeting wild like a raging wild bull.
giving at chance for that special glance.
Hands nose and mouth loosing full sense of things to do.
My world crashing hard upon this place thay call earth.
before my rest falls short again.
hands trembling at this fear, that no one’s left for me to hear it or see you.
Rapid pulses with every breathe.
Feelings of hope of nothing left…
a door closes with this wind while another is open leaving open for the small gap of sunlight to shine to beeming in,
Not a drop or ray or a drop of pure light just tears of rays seeping the night.