The whip cracks the air
The lightning striking
The thunder crashing
Whimpering you hide
Cowering you fear
Hiding you cry
So as to survive
Lost a parent
Lost a friend
You run on
Looking for escape
Hoping and hoping
Not realizing there is none
You lose your friends day by day
Minute by minute
Year by year
As the sun set
As the sun rises
As the rain pelts
Each drop heavier
Whispers in your ear
Winds raging
Tornadoes devastating
Tears forming
Heart beating faintly
Lungs gasping
You look around
And all you see is chaos
Your very own
Chaos
Your very own
Insanity
Unstable
Unsupported
Unsuccessful
You wander about
Hoping to end all
The chaos
But you can't
For that chaos
It's you
YOU ARE READING
Fading Whispers
PoetryA song is thoughts, thoughts are the heart. Well, here is my song, my thoughts, my heart.
