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Whispers can you touch them…
Whispers can you hear them…
Whispers can you see them…
Whispers…Whispers…Whispers
Whispers
As I walk softly upon the snow,
My tracks fading away not to be seen.
My spirits rising unto the night,
Feeling the loneliness that is soon to be my plight.
Walking alone on these paths of despair unsuspecting ease comes in my soul,
As I slowly track through the untouched snow.
Desperate to survive, trying to find that peace
Where has it gone… where has it gone…
Whispers can you hear them…
Tired of thinking...tired of running
Life has been so wrong, you have taken my future and turned it back into my past.
Nothing left in this heart that even exist.
Loosing my potential to move on,
Now stranded, no where to run.
I have nothing left from yesterday
How could I possibly go on today.
The chances we take to move on to a better life seem to have disappeared into the night.
We pretend to be friends,
What a tale, I must laugh...
Taking my heart away- Leave me standing all alone
Nothing around, The quite is bewildering...but I must smile
Whispers can you touch them…..
Traveling this road before has been a habit- It doesn't matter – Loneliness is part of my world. I have learned to deal with it, knowing the answers before they ever come. Seeing only there is no tomorrow in the distance of return
The clouds cover our thoughts, not to be seen or heard.
They drift through our minds with out any words.
Again the feeling of loneliness has come---Only to leave me feeling numb.
Whispers can you see them….
No where to go—Lost…Quite…where I shall go…Which way to go….
I look back, not seeing my tracks
I look forward you don't look back.
Alone again in this dark and uncaring world,
Hoping I hear the whispers of tomorrow.
One more day---Maybe…
One more night---I doubt it…
As I look for you in my dreams I see you walk away from me.
Whispers all around but they can not be found…
Leaving my soul empty and tired.
There is nothing left in this hell of fire.
There are no more beginnings for me
I don't see anymore believing in dreams
So as I slowly walk the path, I look back I see no tracks.
One more day---Maybe…
One more night---I doubt it…
As the clouds cover my soul and take me home there I will feel peace and not be alone.
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