Monday, 4 June 2012

Night Winds

I’m lost
All alone
In the forest
Of my dreams,
Where nightmares dance
Upon cruel winds,
Whispering their secrets
Into the night.

The night is cold,
Yet still I walk
Through the darkness
Of stark memories
As they dance
Upon stormy seas,
Taunting me,
Tempting me
Into the darkness
Of barren dreams.