Wilting. . .

The sun is hiding

Its warmth from the shade

The moon is dying

And starting to fade

No stars twinkle

In this world of black

Can't go forward

Can't go back

Here forever

Tomorrow is today

In a standstill

I've lost my way

Quietness echoes

Vibrations of screams

Never ending

Or so it seems

Emptiness shares

Loneliness my friend

This is eternity

My beginning, my end

Telly Morris

Thursday, May 23, 2013 at 17:32HRS