Fear

When the angels have flown
and the wicked world sleeps
Light breaks the darkness
as dawn silently creeps

Echos of whispers
and thoughts do deceive
making claims on your sanity
you're too quick to believe

your lost hope, and lost love
if you should look you would find
that what you thought gone
was just a moment behind

The whispers and lies
telling you to despair
will all fade and disperse
like smoke through the air

if you hold onto the memory
of that one gentle kiss
and remember his words
that linger on your lips

New day

Change has blown in
on a frigid breeze,
scattering hope and promises
like rose petals on a honeymoon bed;
just as seductive and sweet scented
just as fragile and beautiful
just as lasting...