The night wind whispers...

By Melanie Miller
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The night wind whipsers to me, calling out my name.

Beckoning me to enter a world of false illusion and mayhem.

The world surrounds me, swallows me into it's realm and takes control.

I am lost yet again in another place and time, and no one can help me..out of this nightmare of terror!

I am alone true, and no friends do I have, only my words are comfort, to me now...

and the best friend I have.
There is no peace, solace, but knowing my words are the only peace, I have at times.

Where shall I go, whom to trust in.
What do I do, to make myself happy once again like I was long ago,

in a yesteryear, now..gone past.
I will one day, at last be out of my shell, and will find what I need and desire.

For now, my soul is in bitter tormoil and pain and maybe someday I will find my shadow,

and we will be as one, together in harmony and tranquility.

The end...