Can you hear her?
Wednesday, September 18, 2013 | 2:22 AM | 0comments
So calm and relaxed, he drifted away without any worries.
And there she was, sitting at the edge of the bed, just staring into the dark.
Bring me with you please. Take me with you. Please.
A slient whisper only her soul could hear her plead.
With a cluttered mind, she wonders when the sun would see her again.
And again.
I don't want to be alone. Hold me please.
And she lie there with hope that someone could hear.
A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow. - Charlotte Brontë
x Rant x
