last breath of the day
last breath of the day
releasing the weariness
drift unto slumber
last breath of the day
releasing the weariness
drift unto slumber
the morning's quiet
holds key to the coming day
silence is our friend
the air is quiet
stillness has come to visit
chilled in the morning
walking through nightmares
from the ruins of my past
desperate for the dawn
possessed by a ghost
a most peculiar haunting
case of the giggles
drink in the forest
and mother nature's embrace
time in solitude
reaching for the sky
with the flapping of their wings
all movement as one
the joy of laughter
infectious in its nature
some time with children
it's overrated
that need to always be right
now go make mistakes
reminder of loss
the emotional beatings
hold fast the darkness