Page 13 - Written Feelings

Last night

The sky is clear, my mind is not
The day is near, the night rolls out

The moonlight lighting up the street
The moon's sight makes the night complete

The wind is cold, my feelings too
The tears I hold will soon leak through

A quite night, a peaceful death
I think might, I need the strength

A message sent; a message read
A wrist is slit, the carpet's red

Foggy visions, darker view
No one listens, even you