It is the smell of a home, old and abandonedThe one that housed life, once upon a timeIt is the warmth of an embrace you'd dearly missedThe one you’d hoped…
Hand in hand we would always swearit was us until the very end wherever we wereExchanged friendship bracelets and I held onto them tightthey carried our whispered secrets, our memories,…
There's a storm above my head,There’s thunder booming.Its loud; too loud,I cover my ears,There’s no rescuing.Nobody seems close,Nobody seems to hear in this uproar.My trivial pleas for help are drowned,As…