the echos of my silence reverberates down darkened corridors
of the years gone past
but with that, I'm alright. for I am my own worst enemy and my best friend
sheltered whispers haunting me the smooth words of demons teasing, tenderly beneath a halo of darkness
where tears flow when no one can see
tears filled with such sorrow
for that long ago love
then comes the fear of another
lonely tomorrow
~ D Donner ~