Jul 15, 2008 09:29
Without A Trace by Michael Ngo
The makings of another quiet night
As calm as a howl in the wind,
You can still hear the sound of raindrops
As it has been for the past six months,
The dream of perfect nights
Is overshadowed by the silence,
Not a soul could be heard
Only distant cries could be sensed,
The vibrant colors that were all around you
Have become lifeless and dull,
The reality that you once knew
Has now become an illusion of fate,
Mourning the life you lived yesterday
Nothing can bring back what’s been said and done,
The fog rolls in bringing an ominous cloud
Moving in swiftly and without warning,
Living a life of lost dreams and broken promises
As you don’t have the strength to break the silence,
Your heart still feels like its been put to a screeching halt
As you can feel your inconsistent atonal heartbeat,
Wishes that never come true anymore,
Because things don’t work out right like they used to,
Visions are left incomplete
The things that you see become distorted,
Left is a wandering soul
Without any guidance or direction,
Just taking things day to day
Because there isn’t anything to look forward to,
There is nothing left to believe in
No fairy tales to live out,
Everything that you knew is long gone now
Left without a trace……