When bad days haven't gone by
Heavy tears still couldn't stop streaming,
while dim clouds pours out with heavy rain...
As I keep walking under the rain,
during cold wind hearing whispers of sorrow..
I hear the voices is calling out my name left by echoes,
through your words are still kept in your hidden thoughts,
Lost for words poured out in your lost poetry,
that could not reach out from me...
Someday, I want to sleep in your deepest feel..
Just take me back in the days when we met...
In the days you only see me during rainfall...



© AliceAnonymous99