Into the forest of despair we go
Where death is a sweet release
In this world of rebellion
Will we ever know of peace?
And my pounding heart
Slams against my chest
Counting down the minutes, days
That are left of this test.
One will survive, the others
Shall perish very soon
How I wish I could be home
To see another moon
I know home is close
When I hear her whisper the tune.
Comments
slirpie125 | March 3, 2012 - 17:28
One word: BEAUTIFUL
Another word: Poem
Much enjoyed =)
Savannah
_Hayley_ | March 4, 2012 - 11:01
Thanks very much Savannah!:)
Silver Spun Sand | March 4, 2012 - 13:41
I quite agree with slirpie, Hayley. This is beautiful;-)
Tina
_Hayley_ | March 4, 2012 - 15:48
Aww thanks Tina! :) It means a lot
Hayley