Here I am, awake,
Watching the stillness of walls
Listening to silence.
Here I am, awake,
Watching the stillness of walls
Listening to silence.
I told myself that
A dream should just be a dream
Yet I am not fine.
All I get is just
News from the heart, it’s just
Whispers of the wind.
Waiting and waiting
Still nothing, still foreboding
I just need something.
Instincts seems real
It is becoming louder.
This feels surreal.
My only comfort
Is through the whispers in mind,
Hoping they reach you.
~twoonetwonine